Compendium of Kaldorei Songs and Poems

Let Us to the Moon Arise

SHAELYSSA

Come, let us to the moon arise,
Elune, who made both land and skies,
And gave earth gifts of life and peace,
And sung to the turmoil that did cease.

This is the night that she has made,
So that all may see her glory displayed,
Be filled with all the life of the Mother Moon,
And hear her beautiful and heavenly tune.

So let us render her love our own,
With solemn prayer approach her throne,
That our joyful hearts and voices raise,
And fill the heavens with songs of praise.

O clothe us in your celestial armor,
And end our hearts’ eternal clamor;
Give and withhold, let pain and pleasure be,
Simply let us know that we are serving thee.

Love Excelling

SHAELYSSA

O love divine and all love excelling,
Let us into your celestial dwelling;
Joy of heaven, to earth came down,
That all your faithful servants do crown.

Though you have ascended up far high,
You bend on us a mother’s eye;
Pure and spotless let us be,
Perfectly restored within thee.

You we are always blessing,
Pray, praise and without ceasing,
Till in the skies we take our place,
Lost in wonder, love and praise.

In every pang that stills our heart -
That the stormy blast had a part,
She sympathizes with our grief,
And to the sufferer sends relief.

With love and praise at your throne,
Let us make all our sorrows known,
And ask the aid of heavenly power,
To help us in the mourning hour.

She Of All Things Divine

SHAELYSSA

Soon as the evening shades prevailed,
The beautiful visage was then unveiled:
The moon took up the wondrous tale,
Of the love she set far assail,
And nightly to the listening earth,
Sung the story of her birth,
As all the stars around her burn,
And all the planets with her turn,
Repeating the tidings as they roll,
And spread the truth from pole to pole.

The spacious hollows far up high,
Dance with the ethereal night sky,
The spangled heavens, the shining frame,
Both cast their light and sing her name;
The unwearied moon from night to night,
Goes she to display her glorious light,
And reveal to every land,
The makings of her mighty hand.

What though in silence solemn,
Can raise her to her mighty column?
What though in earthly voice or sound,
Can speak the grace that she found?
To all ears did she rejoice,
And uttered forth in glorious voice,
“Heed my call, approach my shrine,
For I am she of all things divine.”

Swallow Me Whole, O Ceaseless Skies!

SHAELYSSA

The stars, the moon, and the skies,
All vanished before my closed eyes;
The virgin morning touched my lips,
And showed me the golden water he sips.

He robbed the heavens of the stars,
As she wrote her twisted tales in my scars:
She snapped the heartstrings twined to hers,
And awoke a beast that now in me stirs.

The dawning sun ended my hindered sight,
And called forth a warming light;
Faithful to you I always was,
Despite our sisters' incessant buzz.

Yet my heart cried blood,
Once I saw that fearful flood,
It engulfed you whole,
And severed apart my broken soul.

Though why do you leave me now,
Beneath this crippled bough?
There is no youth, no hope of greatness,
Only the pangs and waves of this listlessness.

So swallow me whole, o ceaseless skies!
Return me to my deserved demise,
Within the far and watery deep,
To end the aches that in my veins now seep.

The Nightly Train

SHAELYSSA

Here she comes with clouds ascending,
Once for favoured blood now slain;
Thousands and thousands stars attending,
As they sing the triumph of her nightly train:
Hail to the night!
Elune appears in the skies tonight.

Every mortal eye shall look upon her light,
Robed in celestial majesty;
Those who mocked and scolded her sight,
Laughed and scorned their crown tree,
Now lay steeped in burning waters,
With the scale’s wailing daughters.

Those dear gifts of your love,
Still dazzle far up high,
They glimmer and shimmer from above,
So all we below may upon them spy;
Let our souls to you soar,
And sleep with you forevermore.

Let all adore and worship thee,
Up high on your eternal throne;
O Elune, take your grace and glory,
And claim our hearts for your own:
Hail to the night!
Elune appears in the skies tonight.

The Joy of Elves of Old

SHAELYSSA

As with the joy of elves of old,
Did the guiding moon behold,
With the love that hailed their light,
Did she kiss them every night;
So, most beloved Elune, may we
Forever be led to thee.

As with the wayward steps they tread,
Did they fall to their watery bed,
There to bend their knees before,
He who scale and fin adore;
So may we with faithful feet,
Be ever seeking your heavenly seat.

As they offered gifts most rare,
At his crib: crude and bare,
We gave ourselves to your joy,
Pure and free from sin’s employ;
So let us breathe the sweet air,
Of your kind and motherly care.

O great Elune, with every passing night,
Keep us in your heavenly light,
And when earthly things are past,
Bring our souls to you at last,
Where they need no stars to guide,
Where no clouds keep you and hide.

Bless, O Mother Moon

SORAYAH

Bless, O Mother Moon,
Ourselves and everything anear us,
Bless us in all our makings,
And keep us safe forever.

Keep us safe forever.

From every unclean spirit and sending,
From every evil wish and cursing,
From every wicked spell and glamour,
From every demon that comes for us,
Save us till the end of our days.
That they may keep us safe forever.

Save us till the end of our days.

Let every dryad and saber be our sisters,
Let every furbolg and ancient be our brothers,
Let every creature of the wilds befriend us,
That they may keep us safe forever.

That they may keep us safe forever.

I Call Upon You

SORAYAH

Goddess, once more we gather under your sacred light to call upon you.
I call upon you, Mother Moon.
I call upon you, O Divine Elune.
I ask you to heed my words as we kneel before you in prayer.

Be within and without - that we might shatter the rigid walls of separation between us,
Which pain and fear have wrought upon heart and mind,
Like barred cages and rusting chains;
That the seemingly impenetrable shells of Autumn's end -
Be readied to be broken open, and laid open,
To the seed of Justice hidden within.

Be within and without - that we might release the fruits of past experience
To decompose within the deep rich ground of community;
Warped and twisted though they might be,
They took root in a hope of Justice, however misguided,
And in their flesh, lie the stories of Understanding;
That the dark night of Winter erase false boundaries
And in the nourishing transformation of Forgiveness,
Replenish Hope's fertile soil.

Be within and without - that we might be healed by the rain of tears
- Of wounds grieved, and joy rediscovered -
Binding once more into an life-engendering ocean of Promise.
That the seminal tendrils of new light, and the fragile but unscarred sprout,
May stretch faithfully, from above and below, to touch
And merge firmly in the unimagined greening of Spring's choices.

Be within and without - that we might ripen - leaf, flower, fruit and future seed -
Roots intertwined, exploring the depths of the fertile ground,
Branches laced against Life's storms, yet breathing deeply of the heavens
- A Summer's garden -
Ploughed by courage, planted in true belief, and weeded through commitment;
That the fruits of our labours nourish the bonds between us,
And the winds of change scatter the seeds of our Faithfulness
Throughout the landscape, beyond our culture's current horizon,
And unto the coming millennia.

Mistress Elune, Goddess Elune,
Embrace us with strength, compassion, honour and reverence;
Dance through us with beauty, passion, humility and mirth;
That we may lay open the seed within, that we are-
That our lives give fertile ground to the roots of Justice
And restore the greening balances of Understanding,
That our choices midwife the laboured sprouting of all those
Who reach beyond the horizons of separation,
And cultivated a community which is true to the great Mother Moon.

She is the Compassionate

SORAYAH

She is the Compassionate, the All-Bountiful!
O Goddess, our Goddess!
You see us, you know us;
You are our Haven and our Refuge.
None have we sought nor any will we seek save You;
no path have we trodden nor any will we tread
but the path of Your love.
In the white afternoon of despair,
our eyes turn expectant and full of hope
to the night of Your boundless favor,
and at the hour of nightfall our drooping souls are refreshed
and strengthened in remembrance of Thy beauty and perfection.
She whom the grace of Your mercy aideth,
though she is but a drop,
shall become the boundless ocean,
and the merest speck of dirt which,
the outpouring of Your loving kindness assisting,
shall shine as a radiant star.

Shelter under Your protection, O Great Mother Moon,
You who are the beloved Mistress of us all,
these enthralled, enkindled servants of Yours.
Aid them in this world of being,
to remain steadfast and firm in Your love,
and grant that this broken-winged bird
may attain a refuge and shelter in Your divine nest
that abides upon the celestial tree.

Thank You

SORAYAH

Night Warrior, Mother Moon, Goddess,
Thank you for your presence during these difficult and harsh times,
for then we have you to lean upon.
Thank you for your presence during the dark and starry nights,
for then we can have rest and comfort beneath your sacred light.
And thank you for your presence during these prayers,
for then we are able to celebrate you, and our families, and our friends.
For those who have no voice, we ask you to speak.
For those who feel unworthy, we ask you to pour your love out
in waterfalls of tenderness.
For those who live in pain, we ask you to bathe them
in the river of your healing.
For those who are lonely, we ask you to keep them company.
For those who are depressed, we ask you to shower upon them
the light of hope.
Dear Elune, You, celestial mother of us all,
we ask you to give to all the world that which we need most:
Peace.

Soul of our Souls

SORAYAH

Goddess of the Moon, Warrior of the Night,
And the One embracing All,
Divine Elune, of infinite names and none;
Powers of Nature, Earth, the Stars and the Moon,
And all who weave the Universe:
I call to you, within and without -
This night, this rite.

Divine Elune - Bring imagination and creativity to the world.
Like the far-seeing hawk,
May we see this situation as the whole complex tapestry that it is,
And be inspired with fresh and virgin weavings.
Like the unfettered winds,
May we be freed from old assumptions and patterns in how we respond,
And breathe in new possibilities.

Divine Elune - bring clarity and compassionate passion to the world.
Like the bright light of the Moon,
May we see clearly the way-forward of what is necessary for all life,
And the time to come.
Like the transforming flames,
May your grief, fear and rage be transformed into compassion for all -
All victims and perpetrators alike.

Divine Elune - bring yielding and wisdom to the world.
Like the gentle erosion of water upon stone,
May we release our personal and cultural biases,
And acknowledge the wrong-doings that we may harbour.
Like the deepening twilight upon Kalimdor,
May we remember the lessons of the past,
And contemplate their meaning for the future.

Divine Elune - bring greening and surety to the world.
Like the stretching branches of a tree,
May we stretch ourselves
Into the life-affirming paths of reconciliation and healing.
Like the deep peaceful dome of the night,
May we stand firm in our faith to you, Goddess,
Through this morning of confusion and fear.

May our souls be strong, steady and revealing.
May our spirits be enlightened, faithful and sure.
May our choices be wise and enduring, for the generations to come.

Heed my words, Goddess,
For we serve you.

Those Who Suffer

SORAYAH

For those who suffer,
and those who cry this night,
give them repose, Goddess;
a pause in their burdens.
Let there be minutes
where they experience peace.
Love them, Goddess,
when others cannot.
Hold them, Goddess,
when we fail with kaldorei arms.
Hear their prayers
and give them the ability to hear You back,
in whatever language they best understand.

Hollow

SHAELYSSA

This sacred altar had once stood,
As a great beacon in this frosted wood,
Yet now it lies with broken soul,
So Elune, o please, render it anew and whole!

The skies are now darkened be,
The stars vanish, the heavens shall flee,
And the planets halt their nightly roll,
As despair spreads from pole to pole.

Our hearts shall forever clamour,
And our tongues will eternally stammer,
As our souls, now choked in brine,
Endlessly lament you altar most divine.

Our hearts cry tears of blood,
O Elune! please end this terrible flood,
That tears apart the sinews of our souls,
And pierces our spirits with deep holes.

We sing to you from night to noon,
O please, heed this tortured tune:
Forgive us, o great Mother Moon,
Forgive us, o most beloved Elune!