SHE whose waters flowed into ancient Egypt
Out of Africa
White & Blue
The Nile Rivers flow
Like Your Sacred Blossoms
Your Daughters have not forgotten
We wait
Knowing the time is near
Great Mother
Rise up
I Who am Your humble Priestess
Carry forth
Your name
For Our Sisters and their Sisters
All the Daughters of Egypt
Across Many lands
We sing Your praise
Speak Your name
Like honey upon Our lips
The time of The Great Mother is near
A beautiful poem and invocation! Be it so!
ReplyDeleteDebra! It's truly a delight to see You.
ReplyDeleteI've been so busy, I haven't gotten around here as much as I'd like.
Sending You Blessings!!!!