Dance. In the moonlight,
Sun high above,
Beyond cloud, 
And eye of man.
Dance, as the world wakes,
From winter's cold embrace,
Pay homage to the life that is you.
Dance, till the day of weddng,
When Life and man are one,
Without thier mutual strife for the other,
And then dance, like never before,
To give thanks to the light,
From which you come.