You Great Mother

O You Great Mother,
In the morn You bring me the light,
In the eve You take it back from me again.

I honor and serve You, yet…
My weighty and bitter fate tears You apart
And sharpens the edge of my spirit
As a sunbeam,
By which I coldly split You.

O You Sister of Light,
You Good Mother,
You bear and feed and maintain.

O You Sister of Shadow,
You Horrible Mother, 
You tear, kill and devour.

Now I look through Your Life-Womb,
And see through Your chambers of death
Heaven brightening up above You.

Not yet do Your know a man
Other than as consort of Your play.
Not yet do I know the power of my seed.
As virgin You bear me Your Son.
At Your feet does he play from the first beginning,
Grows up and becomes Your Groom.
Father Heaven he becomes to us
As You are our Mother Earth.
High he towers yet above Your chambers.