On a night when even trees don’t whisper
I held your hand and felt her presence rise.
Yon horizons light began to shimmer
Lunar beauty filled our unblinking eyes
With Moreton Island dark beneath her light
She reached across the bay a golden thread
Seldom we see a more inspiring sight
As lunar’s golden beam shone where we tread.
I kissed your lips beneath heavens glory
And promised that we’ll stand together so
As super-moons light our path and story
And even in the dark we don’t yet know
Let’s write our names upon this golden sand
And watch them fall into her golden hand.