o glorious mother..

come to me in my time of need..

weave thy silver stars up high...

reveal to me thy ancient name...

for lo..

i am thy child..

and here i doth stand ...

in the silent hollow...

waiting for thee...

by flame of candle...

wrapped in cloak of incense..

arms outstretched...

my heart cries to thee..

mother omnipresent.