The sky is falling, the sky is falling
into the fire of fate and transformation
into our arms of transmutation

The earth is rising, the earth is rising
to kiss the eye of the sentient night

We dance, we cry, we shake the chains, we beat our hearts,
we break the game to awaken the snake

Feel her rise, feel her fly
spiraling up, she unwinds, wild goddess Sophia, the Divine
Open, receptive, we are primed, for this mad, momentous, cathartic ride

This is our tribe, this is our time
To Rise

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Larisa Stow

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