Luna's Hierophant Triumphant

In silvered veil of night
The moon ascends her throne
A hierophant in light
By hidden wisdom shown

Her phases carve the sky
In waxing, waning form
Where secrets silent lie
Within her timeless storm

She speaks in cryptic dreams
A priestess of the veil
Her knowledge flows in streams
Through shadowed paths, we sail

By crescent horns we rise
In sacred arc we bow
She holds the mirrored skies
Reflecting every vow

The triune force she wields
New moon, full moon, and dark
The mysteries she shields
A flame without a spark

In darkness, she is crowned
A queen in blackened grace
Where silence is profound
And stars conceal her face

Through cycles she doth reign
Her triumph ever near
She binds the worldly chain
Then shatters it with fear

Yet in her softest glow
She grants the seeker sight
A hidden path to know
Beyond the bounds of night

The tides obey her pull
The world bends to her will
Her chalice ever full
Yet silent, ever still

Luna’s wisdom deep
A guide through unseen lands
Where waking worlds do sleep
She molds with careful hands

Her hierophant does stand
In robes of lunar light
With keys in either hand
To open day or night

Through her the cycle flows
Eternal and complete
The one who truly knows
Will find her at his feet