Solstice moon

Silver guardian,
You touch us all with wisdom’s smile,
A radiant peace that fills this child
With hope and knowing;
Evening minstrel,
Your songs have captured mystic strains,
Which haunt the soul with soft refrains
And leave it glowing.

The rainbow weaves its magic
around the Solstice Moon:
strands of mystic fibers
become its Light cocoon;
and like a moth discovering
itself within its womb --
the Moon emerges transcended
with rainbow wings in bloom.