Spirit of the Rising Moon

Ashram

Spirit of the rising moon,
In the wind I come to you,
Like a desert needs the rain receive my hopes
And set me free...

In the dark I cross the door,
The candle shines and lights my face...
In the night your flame is gold,
Invade my soul and light my way...

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