Can you hear her, are you listening?
Her sorrow flows through the ground beneath.
Frozen tears, broken promises reside
Seeping through skin to the bones inside
She died of Herself to give us Her Love
And in return, what have we done?
Yet she too has a dark side, scraped raw to the bone
With all her sacred songs forcefully forgotten, all turned to stone
But the Ancient Future is Now calling, beckoning us through tone
To Awaken Within Us the Love that is, Above and Below