The Goddess

The Goddess rose upon the land

There is beauty in her presence, here she stands

She bestowed upon her people, free will

In her voice was the song of dawn that will discipline and kill

In her whisper was the melody of night, so sorrowful, it brings one to his knees

On the wind she heard begs, and pleas.

She gave the gift of life, of freedom and peace if you wished to take and treasure it as your last.

And what should we have done with her gift?

Used it, for it was, as she said, our last

Instead we wasted it, and basically threw our lives off life's rift

But that was the past

All hope is gone. It is all been done.

The death, the war, the famine

The Goddess takes pity and sends us a period of peace

Of which we could patch together a new year, piece by piece

A woman screams in the night

For the family, it brings a newly-found fright

The lady is dying

The lord is silently crying

This may have been the time and place

The Goddess chose to take her

Take this woman and neglect two little ones

The chance of a mother's first embrace

Now many years have passed since the surprising meeting in the wood

She, Alanna of Pirates Swoop and Olau, has accomplished what she would

Knighthood, love and even a family

The Goddess always knew she could

For now, she rests

In the hearts of women, in the hearts of even men

Now it is time to set the wheel of time spinning again

Her duties have been paid

The Goddess now returns to where she was laid

Great mother of mountains

Give us a roof

To shelter us from the pooling pain and proof

Mother of waters

Grant us safe passage on the sea

Only once we have passed, will we be free

Mother of mares

Protect us on our daily ride

So that we may challenge even the toughest roads with defiant stares

Goddess, mother of all

Defend us so we may not fall

Goddess, shrouded in the moon's black veil

With you Great Mother, none shall fail