I call her forth from darkness her misty visage deepening becoming clearer, separating fog Her tendrils of power shoot forth and I, the darkened child submit and accept her in awe In the silence of the shell She whispers Through the hole in the dark oak She spies and smiles on me knowingly, as I through deep still waters glide No time, no place, no single name for She who lives within and out In dreams of Truth she waits and I, the darkened child draw in her essence Oh, Mother, thou art wise and strong; alone, you stand united Embrace, envelope, penetrate Truth in mysteries, unveiled I love Thee and honor Thee Dark Mother