Boy With A Moon And Star On His Head

A gardener’s daughter stopped me
On my way, on the day I was to wed,
‘It is you who I wish to share my body with,’
She said. ‘We’ll find a dry place under the sky,
With a flower for a bed, and for my joy
I will give you a boy, with a moon and star
On his head.’

Her silver hair flowed in the air
Laying waves across the sun
Her hands were like the white sands,
And her eyes had diamonds on
We left the road and headed up
To the top of the Whisper Wood
And we walked ‘till we came to where
The holy magnolia stood
And there we laid cool in the shade,
Singing songs and making love …
With the naked earth beneath us – And the universe above

The time was late my wedding wouldn’t wait
I was sad but I had to go, so while she was asleep
I kissed her cheek for cheerio
The wedding took place and people came
From many miles around
There was plenty merriment,
Cider and wine abound
But out of all that I recall
I remembered the girl I met
‘Cause she had given me something
That my heart could not forget

A year had passed and everything was just
as it was a year before…
Just as if was a year before,
Until the gift that someone left, a basket by my door
And in there lay the fairest little baby
Crying to be fed; I got down on my knees
And kissed the moon and star on his head

As years went by the boy grew high
And the village looked on in awe
They’d never seen anything like
The boy with the moon and star before
And people would ride from far and wide
just to seek the word he spread
‘I’ll tell you everything I’ve learned,’
And ‘Love’, is all he said.