Lavender, Thyme, Rosemary – the waft in the air stirs the glee of the Goddess,
As the spiral stride of the maiden daughter prances amongst the moonlit labyrinth.
The fresh visage of the darkest hours of firmament make known
The secret meadow where grapevines are rooted: Bare feet; bare soul –
My intent delights in the union of Grace and Opportunity,
As Harmony and Serenity abound in the womb of the Mother.
The spirited laughter of children dancing and skipping along the path attests.
The Goddess Mother sings in joyful abandon: Bear out, bear witness –
The silence of the exposed land, now dressed in elegant terrain speaks,
As the Mother calls the babe to her breast in streams of love to nurture the spirit.
The winds of change, the fire of hope, the waters of enchantment,
As the spiral stride of the maiden daughter prances amongst the moonlit labyrinth.
The fresh visage of the darkest hours of firmament make known
The secret meadow where grapevines are rooted: Bare feet; bare soul –
My intent delights in the union of Grace and Opportunity,
As Harmony and Serenity abound in the womb of the Mother.
The spirited laughter of children dancing and skipping along the path attests.
The Goddess Mother sings in joyful abandon: Bear out, bear witness –
The silence of the exposed land, now dressed in elegant terrain speaks,
As the Mother calls the babe to her breast in streams of love to nurture the spirit.
The winds of change, the fire of hope, the waters of enchantment,
Join the fertile ground in harmony with the Spirit of Life:
Bare open to the elements; bare open to love –
-- Marlene Terrazas
-- Marlene Terrazas
