Blindness descends
Loose talk, fast talk, false talk
Climbs the stairs, fouls the chambers
Loose talk, fast talk, false talk
Lurks and hisses, twists sleeping minds
Loose talk, fast talk, false talk
Chases blind footsteps into the abyss
We hear our Mother's whisper
We keepers of the Light
We know a different fate
We hurry, we three sisters - the hour grows late
Silent, we ascend past decay
Past rooms where 'danger' was loved
We meet atop the tower
Above ducal counselors keeping the view
While we keep our faith
We hear our Mother's whisper
We keepers of the Light
We know a different fate
With the dawn our Mother we greet
For Her we rise
To Her we listen
We are deaf and blind
To the mistaken minds
Who say Her love is filth
We hear our Mother's whisper
We keepers of the Light
We know a different fate
We Her daughters
Her dissident daughters
We dance for Her
We raise our arms to Her light
We stretch and take in Her truth
We salute Her rising
We hear our Mother's whisper
We keepers of the Light
We know a different fate
We daughters wrap our minds -
Wherein All begins -
In Her glorious light
The light of soul-truth
The sweet light that sets
Its seal within us
We hear our Mother's whisper
We keepers of the Light
We know a different fate
"Let Me tell you, daughters,
Your love is generous, your love is kind
In you My garden dwells
And perfumes mankind -
To the antipodes and back again
To heaven and back again."
Light rises
Barbara Butler McCoy
