Around and around spinning dance
Void and Earth in tidal trance
Dawn and dusk do they move close
And water spill back from the coast
Flowers rotate to face the sun
But greater light has yet begun
Ring of orbit they do marry
Mothers, all of us they do carry
Great goddesses of dust and stone
How could we ever atone?
On winged hearts do we come home
Through vessels great and small do we flow
The heart of our universe to us stowed
Daughters of thee each do know
Through cosmos blackened and cold
Be thine goddesses great and old
Look, look, sisters, and behold!