O Bright, Wondrous Goddess
How I adore You
How my soul aches for Your completion

In Your Glorious Mantle of Love and protection
In the Warmth of Your Cosmic Womb, O Mother
I am wrapped as a babe

My reverence for You runs higher than the mountains
As high as the Heavens of Your own Creation
From whence I came forth

And to Your Light of Life I shall return
One with Your Heart
Beloved again forevermore.

– Self-composed

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