You say I glow in the moonlight
Aradia’s child
I dance in the full moon
Pure, free, and wild
But the moon is change
And cycles
It makes me strange
And fickle
Yeah it gives me range
And vigor
But with the turning of the earth
Comes the interchange
And the darkness
Now I'm deranged
I'm Aradia's child
I dance in the new moon
Pure, free, and wild
Darkness alive
So come and join Aradia's dance
Be it a dark crawl
Or a wide open prance
Come embrace the queer with me
No need for a romance
Just embrace the moons of change
Come on and take your chance
I'm Aradia's child
I will dance in the moon
Pure, free, and wild
We will meet again soon
I'm Aradia's child
I will dance in the moon
Pure, free, and wild
We will meet again soon
About the Creator
Karen LaRue
I am Karen LaRue (She/Her) a North Carolina writer of poetry and witchy things of most sorts. I belive life is full of wonder and we don't always stop to see it. Taking the time to look and listen makes life worth living!
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