Our Ancient Mother is all reality manifest,
Within Her heart all truth dwells,
She holds the Earth in Her arms,
As She holds all life upon it in Her womb.
Goddess comes to us as we have always known Her,
Hecate, Brigit, Bast, Isis, Astarte, Kali and more,
Singing to our heart, She whispers Her name,
Invoking the image our spirit eternally yearns to see.
We all come to know Her in the fullness of time,
In the way we need Her and can best serve Her,
No one can tell another who She is, for our vision is our own,
This is Her will and ever has been.