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She
who gives birth to heaven and earth,
She who knows the orphan,
She who knows the widow spider,
She who seeks justice for the poor people,
She who seeks shelter for the weak people.
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My
beloved Divine Mother
Dance with me
under the soft moon shining
in the wide open fields
far beyond the toil and trouble of my busy mind
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Dance
with me
before the night grows old
while the winds of love
still bow the grasses
and the coyotes howl for you to step their way
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Dance
with me my beloved
while the Mystery's Edge
still flirts in the shadow
of your radiant light
By Ethan Walker III
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