Oh Mother, I am a child of the wild places, their currents run through my veins and though I am tempered by their moods and give thanks for the lessons of this lonely path, their trials, they cleave me asunder and divide and divide me until, unknowing, I am no more.
Oh, let the black sky wrap its mantle around me. Let the night fall and I be consumed by the darkness that I, even in my strength, cannot hold back. In the nothingness of my unknowing, let me sleep.
Then let me wake I pray, in the shining brightness of a new day, where the Power of your Darkness, brings the Might of your Light. only then, might I be joined together with thee as One and only then, in the Light, Will I Know.