The Mother
The Mother can be heard
in the whistle of the wind.
Though none have truly listened
for two thousand years.
The Voice that blows gently
upon the winds has awakened
the hearts of her children.
They move to the future,
Where one day Her laughter
will be heard, not only in the wind,
but in the waters of the sea,
in the mountains of the earth.
Through the cackling of the flame.
She will be heard! Awaken she calls! AWAKEN!
