She holds out her arms, the Lady,
As if on a cross,
And throws back her head,
Eyes closed, palms up
Because this represents the freedom
That allows the Light in through the heart
And out through every cell in Her body.
And She begins to spin in ecstatic release,
Slowly rotating, ever so slowly,
So that Her Light spins from within Her,
Like a galaxy just beginning to form.
Because She spins so slowly
Those of the Darkness and those of the Light
Who are sensitive enough
To feel the tug and pull She exerts on reality
Will begin to suspect She is here,
And they will start to search for Her,
Those of the darkness to destroy,
To tear down, to denigrate,
Those of the Light to join,
To unite . . .
Thus by their actions
Will you know which is which.