I dance out into the night, under gaze of soft moon-light.
In a wild run, an enchanted flight, seeking such wondrous sights.
I walk the crooked path with care, I trust my mind to try judge fair.
Though my heart may worry overmuch, I will do what I must.
I have tread near forests edge, now cross in two, into the hedge.
Into the dark, I seek and find, the road is faded but marked fine.
I welcome shadows of the wood, my fated steps fall as they should.
Both worlds I seek and see as one, what I willed, I now become.
I know that my road will be so, as above, so too below.
