This is a story that has been whispered in the dark since the dawn of time, this ancient secret told Priestess to priestess carrying the spark Of her pure essence Rhythmic Truth Told in Blood Uniting her daughters with this story To unveil the gift of death and rebirth on this blessed earth
The Wheel Turns as another lesson is learned Release and return, Allow the fire to burn The Sacred Mystery is plain to see when we fly so free
Once there was Peace, understanding , and Clear Sight Connection to the mother our divine birthright Bound by oaths Womb deep Her secrets we will keep She is queen of the forest, Huntress of the night
guiding our way with her silver moonlight
Diana, Selene, Arionrhod, Rhiannon, mama Killa, Ishatar, Hecate, Isis, Artemis,
The Grandmothers have spoken, Voices as one, The time is now, our work has begun.
The timeless spiral code, it blessings have bestowed the maps of destiny the cyclic Trinity
Maiden, Mother, Crone.
Keepers of the cauldron Brewing the wisdom Her children howl in praise Memory of Ancient days where our questing gaze was rooted in her silver ways leading us through the maze back to the center of the mirrored pool, Reflecting Rainbow crystal light, shining so bright, Clearing my sight