"Golden Light, Sacred Ground" — A Hay Moon Song for the Magic Moon Crew By Jane Scanlan / Magic Moo

[Verse 1] Golden light through the hayfield flows, Barefoot wanderer, the wild heart knows. wolfs run free, and the moon starts to rise, Whispers of magic under soft blue skies. No rush, no race, just breath and space, Nature holds me in her quiet grace. The sacred shows up where the sea meets the sand— At Sobo Beach, with ritual planned. [Chorus] We are the Magic Moon Crew, walking slow, Through fields of gold where wild things grow. Letting go, breathing deep, feeling true— Under the Hay Moon, me and you. The earth is our altar, the sky our song, We've been here all along. With rosemary smoke and Opalite light, We rise with the moon tonight. [Verse 2] No perfect ritual, just heart and flame, Calling Archangel Michael’s name. Cut the cords, clear the way, This is a soul-led kind of day. We laugh, we cry, we dip in the sea, Release, receive, let ourselves be. The magic’s not just in the stars— It's right here, right now, wherever we are. [Chorus] We are the Magic Moon Crew, wild and wise, With muddy boots and open skies. Letting go, breathing deep, feeling true— Under the Hay Moon, me and you. The world is our circle, the moment is right, We rise with the moon tonight. [Bridge] So light the candle, pour the tea, Call in the energy you wish to see. We're not here to fix—just feel, In the fields where everything heals. [Final Chorus] We are the Magic Moon Crew, holding space, For every season, every phase. Letting go, breathing deep, feeling true— Under the Hay Moon, me and you. With rosemary in hand and hearts alight, We rise with the moon tonight. Yes, we rise with the moon tonight. 🌕