Her Spirit Rising

Burgeon within her grace For soon your eyes shall open To the wondrous truth abounding For you now hold the key In mourning we stand bewildered How can we truly comprehend The divinity of pure freedom Granted to such a miasmic soul A passing of love and strife Upon this ever turning wheel Molting from your human shell Transformed to seraphic star light You laughing spirit soaring high Risen above the anguished sorrow Mending the aching tortured heart Rest in that eternal grace Sweet Mother Soon the moment will rise When I embrace you And envelop within your spirit