When I Become the Moon

(Eliza Gilkyson)

I first heard this song on the original Barddas compliation of modern Bardic music from the Order of Bards Ovates and Druids. It was one of the songs that proved to me that it was possible to write, and play, Pagan songs that evoked the magic and mystery of the Path. I feel very honoured that Eliza has given me permission to record the song on my forthcoming CD.

I remember yesterday, when I become the moon
When all the stars came out to play, we danced away the gloom
Circled ’round the ring of stones before they fell in ruin
I can hear our voices still, when I become the moon

High Diana ruled the wood, traces still remain
Shared the wisdom and the herb, shared the joy and pain
Echoes of life’s passion play still haunt the bride and groom
But they’ll be wed again someday, when I become the moon

Soldiers of the holy war, holy greed command
Claimed the Earth and all her shores, stole Diana’s land
But in my heart there lingers still the dark of her perfume
I drink the earthy wine until I become the moon

All that’s left is history, and Diana’s blood and bone
Fragments of a mystery, her story is our own
But undercover of the stars her secret is exhumed
I bow before her beauty now, and I….become….the moon.