On moonlight beams
Sisters dance with glee
Ripples of joy echo in the meadow
Laughter filled with sweet reminiscence.
Sisters are courted by their relative the Moon
Shining forth with rapture
Sending sparkles of light upon their feet
A blessing, charged with pure light
Love is real, brighter than the stars
They dance for the Moon.
Surrendering their hearts to the dance
Light carries their soul
Rhythm among dewy daisies
Entering into blissful sanctum
They merge as One dance, One spirit.
Hélène Vaillant ©Poetry