The endless and brief moment when ocean greets shore, when darkness welcomes dawn, when air levies earth, when inspiration becomes expiration... when dreams whisper to awakening..when life eases into death. A space where time is not as we know it to be; a time rich in mystery & magic.
Saturday, January 26, 2008
Feature: Doorways
MY EYES HAVE SEEN THE GLORY OF THE WAKING OF WOMEN
WE ARE STRONG AND INDEPENDENT AND WE WON'T BE RULED BY MEN
WE TRUST OUR INTUITION AND OUR POWER'S BEEN RELEASED
AND WE'LL LEAD THE WORLD TO PEACE.
CHORUS; GLORY, GLORY WE CAN CHANGE THINGS
GLORY, GLORY WE CAN CHANGE THINGS
GLORY, GLORY WE CAN CHANGE THINGS
AND THE GODDESS DANCES ON. By: Rickie Moore, Ph.D.
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