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September 22, 2006
Our Lady of Truth & Compassion
She carries the symbol, purity cradled in her warmth
Pink roses, the ever reminding love of our Mother... of our Goddess for human kind.
All of our dreams fall upon her, all of our prayers for the strength to be.
We, the women who have the blood of our sister’s, their mother’s, grandmother’s, and the ancient ones.
Her burning heart carries our burden, lifting our spirits, making us whole again... connecting us to the earthen womb.
We are the native daughters of this land.
We are the children of the forgotten ones.
Mother of truth and compassion, you are ‘Our Lady’ who will listen, who will see.
We humbly ask for your strength and knowledge to gather from all our loving sisters before us, into the circle of our being.
We will glow in our own light, as we shine for others.
We are forever grateful.
Posted by kay at September 22, 2006 08:59 AM