Mother Moon Father Sun

Over three thousand years Father sun had been burning

Blinding all by his heat and his might

While Mother Moon quietly waited in darkness

Birthing the stars with her silvery light

They worshipped his power

Built temples and tombs

and honoured his masculine glory

While she lit the path for our souls through the dark

Her deeds a forgotten story

Father Sun kept shining without any pause

Scorching and burning with force

Mother moon had been banished and hidden from sight

So the world was unbalanced of course

But the Goddess hadn't forgotten her name or the feminine power within

She rose from the Earth mound they'd buried her under

When the old ways were banished as sin.

Áine, Queen of the fairies was known as the bright joyous Goddess of Sun

but what was forgotten was she grew her light from both parents, not only one

By day she got strength from her father's rays warmed by his golden light

And then she could rest in a cool starlit bed embraced by her Mother at night

But Mother Earth was burning alive

her plants and creatures were dying

Aine heard themn calling for help

In her dreams she heard them crying.

She jumped astride her blood red mare and to her Mother Moon she flew

She bid her Mother swell the tides and lakes and rivers too.

So Mother Moon filed her belly full of silver stars and moonlit strands

And cooled the waters in the seas and the soil across the lands

And the people gasped at the miracle and the glory of the sight

The creatures on the land and sea gave thanks for Mother Moon and night

And from that day it was remembered that the world cannot survive

without balance in all aspects

We need both to stay alive

Áine McGarry 2025