Holy mother, earth mother dances through the green lands of ancient knowing. Her tongue alight with stardust of future past days, speaking in a language of wind, ocean, sunlight and silver moon.
Simplicity snake skinning glorious beings a restoration of the divine plan.
Like the marble pillars , the trees hold the canopy of the forest floor and intertwined starlit blanket.
Dark, light dancing, merging into liquid golden Love.
Like amber juice, flowing as the resin awakens.
Eyes of old, gateways of starlight, holy trinity of eye lights
Rivers of blood , emerges the sacred .. the living prayer the gods and goddesses created for our divine destiny.
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