Close your eyes.
Let the long day fade away.
Let the fading light grow gray.
Let every worry,
Every care,
Drift like a feather through the air.
You need not hold.
You need not know,
You need not follow their thoughts The night has come.
The day is done.
And somewhere in the velvet blue,
The moon has risen up for you.
O moon,
O moon,
So pale,
So bright,
Old silver queen of violet night,
You have watched the oceans rise and fall,
You have touched the roof of every hall.
You have crossed the forests,
Fields and streams.
You have whispered softly into dreams.
And tonight,
Your gentle light.
Comes floating down into the night.
No question asked,
No price to pay.
You simply shine and light the way.
Come with me now,
Come softly,
Slow Mercy of a passed through life.
More light glow.
Leave every burden at the door.
You don't need to care anymore.
The bird can wait The clocks can sleep.
That are no promises to keep.
Follow the moon along the trees,
Where shadows dance upon the breeze.
The leaves are whispering overhead,
The flowers for their petals bend.
The branches sway the branches side beneath the great and endless sky.
And somewhere in the forest deep.
The little creatures dream in sleep.
A fox curled softly in her den,
A bird has folded wings again,
A rabbit rests beneath the fern,
The world has found its place to turn.
And listen,
Can you hear the trees?
They whisper softly through the breeze.
Rest now.
Rest now.
The ancient trees,
So tall,
So wise,
Hold little words beneath the skies.
Their roots run deep beneath the ground.
Where secret rivers hum without sound.
They do not hurry.
They do not strive.
They simply stand,
They simply thrive.
And underneath the silver moon they seem to sing a quiet tune There is a time for bloom and birth.
There is a time to rest on Earth.
There is a time for light to grow.
And there is time to let it go So let it go,
Just for tonight.
Release the day into the night Let every word you wish unsaid.
Float like a leaf.
Above your head.
Let every question,
Every fear grow faint and small and disappear.
Let every burden,
Every pain be carried off by moonlit rain.
You don't need to solve your life.
You don't need to win the fight.
Tonight the stars will hold the light.
Tonight the Earth will make things right.
Look now,
The forest ends,
And there before you the darkness bends.
A silver lake lies smooth and deep,
A mirror where the moonbeams sleep.
The water barely moves at all.
A sea of a star,
A sea of her coal.
The moon above,
The moon below.
Which one is real?
You don't know.
And perhaps tonight it doesn't matter.
The bird is soft.
The world is softer come closer to the water's edge.
Stand quietly upon the ledge.
Dip your fingers in the stream The water feels like liquid dream.
And as the little ripples start,
Place your worries in their heart.
One by one,
Let each one go.
Watch them drift where waters flow.
A fear.
A sorrow.
A memory?
Thing you wish you didn't have to be.
Let them go Let them glide.
Let the river be your guide.
It knows the way.
It always knew.
It carries all things far from you.
And now your hands are empty.
Nothing left for you to carry.
What a beautiful thing An empty hand can be you.
Ready for stars?
For dreams,
For seeing.
Ready for moonlight Ready for sleep ready for promises.
The night will keep.
Lie down now upon the grass.
Let every thought become a passing glass.
A little window to the sky.
A little cloud that wanders by.
The earth beneath you is warm and deep.
The Earth knows how to cradle sleep.
Feel your body growing still.
Feel the night begin to fill.
Every corner.
Every space.
With silver light and quiet grace.
Your forehead softens,
Your eyes grow still,
Your shoulders sink.
Your hands are still.
Your breathing finds its gentle way.
No need to count.
To say.
In and out.
The ancient tide.
The breath of Earth is flowing inside.
And out.
So soft,
So slow.
There is nowhere you need to go.
Above you now,
The stars appear.
Sounds seem distant.
Some seem near.
Tiny lanterns,
Bright and small.
Burning softly over all.
And perhaps you wonder.
Where they have been.
On every night you have never seen.
Perhaps they watched you laugh and cry.
Perhaps they saw you say goodbye Perhaps they knew.
He would find this place.
This quietly.
This Moonlit Space.
And perhaps they have always known.
You were never truly alone.
O stars,
You ancient lights of grace,
Keep your quiet watchful place,
Shine upon the sleeping earth,
Shine on sorrow,
Shine on birth,
Shine on those who cannot sleep,
Shine on hearts that hurt too deep,
Shine on every lonely room,
Shine through every cloud of gloom,
And shine upon this resting soul,
Until the broken pieces Hold on.
And now,
The moon begins to dance.
She moves through silver,
Soft romance.
She turns across the velvet sky.
The stars move with her,
Passing by.
The trees lean gently to her tune.
The lake begins to dance with moon.
The grasses bow,
The branches sway.
The night itself becomes a play.
And you are there beneath it all.
Where silver shadows rise and fall.
This is the Moon Dance,
Slow and bright.
The secret heartbeat of the night.
A dance for everything that grows.
Dance for everything that knows.
That life is more than work and pain.
More than loss and fear and strain.
That is still wonder.
Still the sky.
Still the moon that travels by.
Still the river,
Still the tree,
Still a place where you can be.
And somewhere deep inside your chest,
Something remembers how to rest.
Not the restless rest of trying to sleep.
But something ancient,
Something deep.
The kind of rest the flowers know.
The kind of rest that lets things grow.
The kind of ocean takes at night.
The kind that asks for no more life.
You are not a question to be answered.
You are not a life that must be solved.
You are not a weight the world must carry.
You are simply here,
Alive and wary.
And tonight.
That is enough.
More than enough.
Let the moon light.
Touch your face.
Let it fill this quiet place.
Let it wander through your hair.
Let it settle everywhere Let it touch your tired eyes.
Let it carry you beyond the skies.
Let it find the places where you ache.
Let them soften.
Let them break.
Not into pieces,
But into light,
Like morning stars dissolving into night.
And if a thought should come to call,
Let it come,
Let it fall.
Do not chase it,
Do not fight,
Let it fade into the night.
Thoughts are clouds and you are sky,
Let them wander,
Let them fly.
You don't need to follow each one,
Let them pass beneath the moon and sun.
There is another world tonight.
A world of silver soft and bright.
A world where no one asks you why.
A world beneath the endless sky.
A world where nothing needs repair.
A world where peace is everywhere.
And for a little while you may stay.
You may leave the human world away.
No duties here,
No debts to pay.
No explanations,
You must say.
Only the moon,
Only the night,
Only the stars and silver lights.
This is the place you have dreamed of.
Without knowing you were dreaming a place beyond the noise of life,
Beyond the hurry,
Beyond the strife.
A secret garden in the air Where nothing follows you in there No yesterday,
No tomorrow,
No old grief no borrowed sorrow.
Only now.
Only night.
Only breath,
Only light.
And if you have been hurt,
Let the night be kind.
If you have been lost,
Let the stars remind.
There are paths you cannot see.
That still can lead you where you need to be.
You don't have to know the way tonight.
You only need to follow the light.
The moon doesn't ask the stars where to go.
The river doesn't ask the sea what to know.
The tree doesn't question the turning of spring.
A bird doesn't worry about what morning brings.
Nature doesn't live by fear of tomorrow.
It gives itself wholly to joy and to sorrow.
It blooms when it blooms.
It rests when it must.
It bends with the wind.
It returns to the dust.
And perhaps this is wisdom we have somehow forgotten.
Rest is not weakness.
Rest is a garden.
So sleep now.
Sleep beneath the tree.
Sleep beside the moonlit sea.
Sleep where the stars are shining bright.
Sleep in the arms of the velvet night.
Let your body become soft as the air Let the earth hold you.
Let her care.
Let your breathing become the time.
Let the whole universe rest beside you.
And now the moon is growing near.
Her silver face is soft and clear.
She places one hand upon the sky.
She watches every dream go by.
And perhaps she whispers,
You can rest.
You have carried all your best.
You have given all you could.
You have done the things you should.
Now let go.
Now be free.
Let the night take care of thee,
And the trees whisper sleep,
And the river whispers sleep,
And the stars whisper sleep.
And the earth beneath you whispers,
I have you.
You don't need to hear anything more.
You have reached the quiet shore.
Tonight is deep.
The stars are bright,
And sleep is coming through the night,
Like a feather,
Like a breeze,
Like the whisper through the trees.
Closer.
Closer Soft and slow down into the dark you go.
The lake becomes a dream of blue.
The stars become a silver hue.
The forest fades to velvet green.
The moon becomes a gentle dream.
And you are floating free of care.
Floating softly through the air.
Nothing heavy.
Nothing wrong.
Only silence.
Only song.
The moon dance continues through the night.
The moon turns slowly through the light.
The stars keep watch,
The rivers flow,
The sleeping flowers dream below.
The mountains rest,
The forests sigh,
The clouds drift softly through the sky,
And you your rest.
You breathe.
Your sleep.
The night has promises it will give.
Their real-day morning.
That will be like.
But morning doesn't need you tonight.
Let the tone wait beyond the heel.
Let the world wait,
Let everything be still.
For now,
The moon belongs to you.
The stars belong to you too.
And this quiet,
Beautiful place belongs to every tired heart that needs a little grace.
So sleep,
Beautiful soul,
Sleep,
And become whole.
Sleep beneath the moon's silver glow.
Sleep where gentle rivers flow.
Sleep where the ancient trees stand tall.
Sleep.
Where the stars shine over all.
Sleep without fear Sleep without shame You do not have to be the same Tomorrow may ask you to rise again.
But tonight.
.
.
You are beyond the rain.
Beyond the noise beyond the day.
Beyond the things you cannot change.
Tonight you are moonlight.
Tonight you are sea.
Tonight.
You are wind.
Tonight you are free.
And the whole wide universe.
Silent and bright,
Is holding you gently all through the night.
So close your eyes and drift.
Where the moonbeams gleam.
Where the stars are awake.
Where the river streams Drift beyond worry.
Drift beyond pain.
Drift through the clouds of a silver-blue rain.
Drift where the night has no beginning or end.
Drift where the moon and the stars softly blend.
Until thinking is gone.
Drift until dreaming comes on.
Drift into quiet.
Drift into light.
Drift into the beautiful heart of the night.
And while you sleep The moon will dance.
The stars will sing.
The rivers will shine.
The ancient trees will breathe in time.
And the earth,
So patient,
So beautiful,
So wise,
Will hold you beneath her infinite skies.
Nothing to carry,
Nothing to prove,
Nothing to answer,
Nothing to lose.
Only the moon.
Only the sea.
Only the night.
Only the quiet.
Only.
Good night,
Beautiful heart.
Good night,
Tired mind.
Leave all your troubles far behind.
Good night moon above,
Good night earth below,
Good night rivers gentle flow.
Good night trees and silver light Goodnight stars that guard the night.
And goodnight to every part of you that has been trying so hard.
You can stop now.
You can rest now.
You can sleep now The night has you.
The Earth has you.
The moon has you.
And you are safe within the Moondance.
Sleep.
Sleep.
Sleep,
Dear one.