The High Priestess Poem by Nicholas Spandrel

The High Priestess



the high priestess,
as beautiful she is,
we soon come for advice,
she sees all,
she knows all,
as the spirit of light has come,
the great spirit,
the mothergod,
she helps us stay alive,
we live forever as the keepers of life,
as elders we become,
soon we shall see the meaning of life,
the world shall see our history.

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