We all come from the mother
And to her we shall return
Like a drop of rain
Flowing to the ocean
We all come from the Maiden
And to her we shall return
Like budding flowers
Blooming in the spring time
We all come from the Mother
And to her we shall return
Like a grain of wheat
falling to the reapers side
We all come from the Wise One
And to her we shall return
Like a waning moon
Shining on the winter snow
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