Circle of Life

The wise woman weeps

For the world in chaos

Attempting to guide others

In the ways once lost

The mother nurtures

Her children in slumber

Calm as a summer breeze

Guiding them on their path

The maiden dances

Around the blazing flames

Long hair flowing as a cloud

Around a beautiful face

Maiden, mother, crone

The circle of life

But only the maid

Dances to the beat of the drums

Loves to the heart of her soul

Surges like the waves of the sea

A part of nature and all surrounding her

Wild, untamed, enjoying life

Until the time her maidenhood ends

And the mother she becomes.