I kneel before the Goddess
humbled in her sight.
And I come here to confess
my love for her tonight.

She makes the forest and the field,
the mountain and the hill;
makes me weak and makes me yield
yet provides me with my fill.

Underneath the moon
I listen to her song,
a sweet, shimmering tune
that makes me feel like I belong.

And it’s only because of her grace
I feel that I have found my place.

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