With me you stood in a full moon field.Chanting and singing others with us stood.
Laughing at hate as your spirt our souls did sate.
Gathering in prayer, turning with peace, evils arrows.
Night harnessing days light, gathering Faith’s might.
United we marched into lands spiritually parched.
Springing from your well tended vines, love ripened by time.
With me you stood in a full moon field.