Moving Breath We All Come From The Goddess
We all come from the Goddess
And to Her we shall return
Like a drop of rain,
Flowing to the ocean
We all come from the Goddess
And to Her we shall return
Like a drop of rain,
Flowing to the ocean
Hoof and horn, hoof and horn
All that dies shall be reborn
Corn and grain, corn and grain
All that falls shall rise again
We all come from the Goddess
And to Her we shall return
Like a drop of rain,
Flowing to the ocean
Sage and crone, sage and crone,
Wisdom's gift shall be our own.
Crone and sage, crone and sage,
Wisdom is the gift of age.
We all come from the Goddess
And to Her we shall return
Like a drop of rain,
Flowing to the ocean
We all come from the Goddess
And to Her we shall return
Like a drop of rain,
Flowing to the ocean
