Swirling worlds, eternal heaven, beneath the earth, the glistening raven, shouts the song, held in the heart, announcing love, for all to start.
Connecting vortexes, embracing sound, blissful light, on the throne of time, touches all, to see and know, eternal light, the heart does glow.
Whispering Angels, fairies too, celebrating love, dancing anew.
Magic is feeling, to the one who knows, that glory is grace, kissed and blessed by the apple bough.
She wears the stars, adorned in Glory, rising from the ocean, she begins the new day, it is her story.
She is the day, she is the night, she is the rebirth and the light.
Ancient practises, held in the Earth, cosmic rejoicing, the home and mirth.
Come to play, the sound does echo, memories awakened, bodies…
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