Full Moon Gathering - Medwyn Goodall

Welcome, silence, to my place

I’ve missed you for so long

I sought your face a thousand times in voices loud and strong

In searching for your solitude, I looked and looked without

And where else should I find your face — upon this holy ground

Now, silence, would you not spend more time just here

Your breeze is as a lover fine, a lover fine to me

And in the quiet darkness of our sacred place

I’d hold your court and bid you never leave here or away

Through worlds divine and shadows fine and 'cross the seven seas

Forever searching — wanderlust — in hopes of home to see

If, silence, you’ve a home, a place for us to be

Then glad I’ll be your lover true

And go there, go there with you