When the moon wreathed her light
Into the cold and darkened night
She danced and sang with the stars above
Showing the earth, her teemed with love
From the void of timeless space
Where dead suns look face to face
Smiling heat of ultimate fire
Like the sting of thorn or briar
She danced there, legs spread wide
Into the galaxy, like a tide
Knowing nothing nor anything
Yet into the abyss her lips did sing
Her song of ice and fire did roar
Across the planets her voice did soar
Past the blanket of time and space
Past the working gods of grace
Beyond the ring of spirits she
Sang into eternity
Upon her voice, and in her tone
Expressed the deepness of alone
Then from her womb a beaming bright
Bringing forth the first of light
And by that act, she had praised
The first of night, and first of days

It is how it is, and how it will stance
In her lovely fertile dance