A Brides Chant
I set onward on the road my mother once trod
Leaving my bearers roof to meet a new kith and kin
Today I trail the path of my heart
To be as one with the one I love so dearly
Poised like my mother
With Her sweet beauty now prevailing in me
The beauty watered and refined
By heat and cold, in warmth and chills
With bright hopes for tomorrow
I set on the usual but daring life’s course
That many have also travelled
In my mother’s care I have bloomed
And by her counsel walked
In my father’s field I have fared
His sweet name has brought me honour
But now I must leave and cleave
With the one to take on from papa
Father, wish me well again this time
Mother, recount your blessings to me
That I also be a good nourisher to man
And set his home and holdings in harmony
Mother, pray that my shoulders fall not
To the loads that now await
That my hands be not wearisome in service
And that I may be a true helper of man
And aid him to fulfil destiny
Father, pray that I be enlivened with earth seedlings
The seeds that keep the earth in health
That my womb may feel the caress of suckling,
Creation’s divine touch
That my back may bear gently and be a bed for
Tomorrow’s princes and princesses
That I also may be a good mother of man
And be as my mother was
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