Feeling the power of Mother Earth flow through me.
Stars dance in the heavens.
Waves dance in the sea.
Clouds dance on the wind,
And you are here with me.
The path I walked was lonely,
Then love was offered freely.
I took this gift and made a life.
Blessed by the Mother,
I became your wife.
I lived for others and traveled afar.
Criss-crossing a land to bring joy and healing.
I lived with my love and grew with child,
Bearing within me a gift only I could give.
The child lived, but I did not.
The father grieved and the gift forgot.
The child grew and the Mother blessed her.
The blessings became gifts with the healing of her father.
"Tell Me of My Mother?"
Recounting the love shared between us,
He told our child of our lives.
Knowing the love the father held,
She felt the love her mother left her and saw it in his eyes.
-- Edited by starchild at 01:50, 2004-08-26
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To follow the Light, you must believe and accept. Only these two. Some one without belief is like someone at the banks of a river dying of thirst. Some one without acceptance is like some one freezing to death in front of a raging fire.
