Roaring in Her darkness the light of transparency;
We are invited to transform from within: I am Her daughter.
As we move through stages, cycles, and rhythms, we dance together…ever on.
And so as the darkness sweeps the Earth, the universe quiets down.
Until once again Her light illuminates our brilliance, and magical things abound.
She is the makers of miracles. We are the children of Her grace. In Her and with Her the path unfolds.
Morning Star, you light the way.
