Consider me,
I’m kneeling at your feet.
If you were standing here,
I would not move.
My tears would fall like rain.
They’re tears of joy not pain.
I call you down,
Consider me.

She is from whom I come
And who I’ll always know.
She is within my soul
And is my very own.
The Moon, a-glow above
I call Her down to me.
She fills me up inside,
With love for all mankind.
I offer Her my love.
Her gentle ways.

She has another side
Within they both abide.
There lies my fire and flame.
She is my very own.
The Sun, a glow above,
I call Her down to me.
She fills me up inside.
Within Her strength resides.
I offer Her my love,
Her playful ways.

Her mighty hands do lead
And I would call Her names
And She does comfort me,
All the way.

Consider me,
I’m kneeling at your feet.
If you were standing here
I would not move.
My tears would fall like rain
They’re tears of joy not pain.
I call you down,
Consider me.

Bright Lady,
Whose name I speak
I call you down.
It’s You I seek.

Capture my soul,
My heart and mind
Make me yours
For all of time.

Laughing Lord,
Her other side,
Join with Her
Who is your bride.

You are my fire
And my flame.
I seek to know you
And your name.

Your strength will guide me
In all I do
The words I speak
Will be of You.

My heart is open
And filled with pride
As I call You
From inside.

Copyright 1990 Deanne Quarrie

As you show
Your first new face
I am inspired
By your grace.

All things beginning
And projects new
The power I seek,
It comes from you.

I gather in
Those things I seek.
I take my cue
When your light is weak.

The time to put
My task to force,
I draw from you
Who is the source.

I seek your power,
When you are full
To fully charge,
Your strength I pull.

Your awesome glow
Is filled with might
Descend on me
This wondrous night.

When past your peak,
Receding from me,
Now quarter full,
It’s time to see …

What needs to be done,
Without – within,
For cleaning house
The chores begin.

The Dark of Moon,
She casts no light.
She hides Herself
From our sight.

She takes from me
What I release
To cleanse my soul
And bring me peace.

Deanne Quarrie 1990

For the beauty of the Earth,
Great Spirit, we thank you.
For the warmth of the Sun,
Great Spirit, we thank you.

For the glory of the stars
That beautify the night,
Great Spirit, we thank you.

May we always be mindful
To live in harmony with
Our brothers and sisters,
The plants, animals and crystals
And for our shared existence,
Great Spirit, we thank you.

For our families and friends
And the love we share,
Great Spirit, we thank you.

For the joy of today and
The opportunity to walk the Earth,
Oh, Great Spirit, we thank you.

Copyright 1988 Deanne Quarrie (Wuti Wikima)

I shimmer with moonlight, my love is threefold.
My arms they embrace her, with love do I hold.
I nurture with strength, in courage I stand
Life never ending, carefree in my hands.

I fill her with laughter at the end of the day
And bring peaceful slumber, all cares washed away.
I am beauty before her and beauty inside
I stand by her always, within I abide.

I share all her secrets and love all her ways
I am beauty before her till the end of her days.
By the light she will know me. I carry her face.
She’ll know all my mysteries and walk in my grace.

I dance with the flowers and soar with the birds
At one with the music whose rapture is heard.
I play in the starlight and sing to the Sun,
Lay down by Her body together as one.

Make love in the moonlight with one who is brave,
Climb peaks and deep valleys, ride the crest of a wave.
Our magic together it brings the new day
With song and with laughter, sweet music we play.

As Beauty she will know me, through her will I talk.
I am beauty before her, in her do I walk.
I shimmer with moonlight, my love is threefold.
My arms they embrace her, with love do I hold.

Copyright 1990 Deanne Quarrie

great blue, with your heavy graceful wings
lifting up to fly
leaving the grace of your wisdom with me

you stand alone as do I
strong and grounded in two realms
of Sky and Land

we explore and do many things together you and I
dreaming into reality
all that can be

we depend on no one
the gifts of earth and water
provide for our needs

the fire of our majestic spirit
takes us aloft as we seek sustenance
our mighty wings lifting us onward

your gift on my altar
one single feather
a reminder of who we are – together

Deanne Quarrie