Full Moon
October 26, 2006
Rosary of the holy lamb
Did your hand run across it?
O Saint of fire and light
Did your feet run in the meadow
With speckled dingoes and sheepdogs?
Were the beads dipped in blood?
Did your hand draw back with
The flesh all but gone?
Did you say your prayer
Amidst the smoke, sirens and the pain?
Was the moon rising full
Over the trees and outback?
The faerie queen danced just outside
My back door last night.
The angels cried when they saw your wounds,
Archangels bringing green/gold flames
Bring me my sword, Joan
Bring me my shield and armour
Bring me my spear and all the horses
Of my ancestors.
Under the full moon we will be warriors
If he can’t heal you
I will find the God who can.
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