From the deep she rises to greet the moonlight,
Inhaling breath of the lunar hour.
Embracing the ripples, shimmering bright,
In grace her power.
She comes, bidden, to our world in crisis,
The saving child, our lady of the lake.
Compassionate angel sent by Isis,
For all Mankind’s sake.
© Jem Farmer 2008, all rights reserved.
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