As I hold her crying head to chest
I remember ancient cries
Battle of old, this day returns
and I know I have a choice
It's love that pulls me to the fight
and love that pulls again
Wings descend, begin again
Love takes us to the Light
Frightened small one
You held me there
my guardian beyond the gate
ascended pupil I can still hear
the calls on which I wait
have love in your eyes for all, if love is the seed you sow, then love shall be your harvest, share your harvest with all you meet, let it be the bud of love, a gift from the gods for all men and women, all hail love!