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| 'Neath The Light of The Moon by � dark_deer Four women are we 'neath the light of the moon Well, me, not quite yet - but someday real soon I am the Maiden, I sit in the East Honored to be at my first Women's Feast Mom's here with baby. She sits in the South Heeding each word out of dear Auntie's mouth As she tells us the stories that help us recall From her place in the West, where she sits, proud and tall! While there to the North sits the elderly Crone Her hearing is failing, her sight nearly gone Yet with eyes that are cloudy she sees more than most She speaks now to Spirit and calls in the ghosts Of the Grandmothers past, of the Women Before Who speak in our hearts now and guide us once more And we sing all together the Woman's one tune As four women we sit, 'neath the light of the moon. � Mel Dark Deer |
