I have laid my cares on love’s pillow.
I am gone away to dance with the willows.
It is my duty to pound the earth with my feet.
I must awaken all creatures and others I greet.
We must sing, dance, drum and capture the love of Spirit.
We the wild women of song, who embrace the wind when we hear it.
We will untie Mother Earth from the bondage of men.
With our love, over and over and over again.
Shall we dance sisters?
Shall we drum?
Shall we do the duty
For which we have come?
Come, dear Sisters, I have lit the fire.
Bring the others, when it is their desire.
Bring them back to the words of old.
Bring them back to the stories of gold.
Bring them back to the water pure.
We can bring them.
Love is the cure.
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