My feet move with the drumming,
Evolving in this new tradition,
Their newly found aura
hides my naked body,
When that tree falls it shall bring you here,
I sense the lady,
So bright in the sky,
I dance for the mother, the crone in my eye,
The maiden comes walking,
Her stride so complete,
I watch the sphere of power,
I address this meet.

Illustration inspired by a photograph by Norman Lindsay.

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