Dancing light on silver sand,

sparkling from a magic wand,

here today yet gone tomorrow,

can it be a source of sorrow?

Ephemeral existence,

marks the path,

not all who follow,

will come back…

to us.

Shining forth from beyond,

we know the signs,

that send us love,

comfort, warming,

take us back,

to our birthplace,

just like that.

Hearts on fire,

feel the strength,

streaming from the Goddess link,

to a time we only dreamt…

As in the sparkling silver sands,

we drift away upon the land,

wind blows,

time slows,

and then stands still,

awaiting the breath,

to blow us through.

Rebirth- new life-

no longer in strife,

peace fills up the hour glass.