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