The Whispered Revelation
In these difficult times, the Mothers have whispered.
In times like these, when the world feels heavy,Tangled in complexities too vast to see,The Mothers whispered, their voices clear and steady,Through a mind once scattered, now open and free.
Not in thunder, nor in stone’s hard decree,But in the quiet, where silence can speak,They sang in rhythm, in pulse, and in plea,A call to restore, to heal, and to seek.
The Three Mothers, the Shaper, the Quickener’s grace,Echoed softly through the spaces between,A reminder to return to a sacred place,Where healing begins, and balance is seen.
These verses rise like breath, like wind in the night,A thread to guide us through shadows and strife.For the world still turns, and the time is our light:The dance of Becoming will heal all of life.