Down, down, down

To the drumming sound

Damp, dark steps

Descend to the depths

To the womb of our Earth Mother.

 

This earthen smell

Leads not towards hell

But to the part

Where beats the heart

Of the love of our Earth Mother.

 

The tunnel floor

Reveals a door;

Once opened wide

There is inside

The realm of our Earth Mother.

 

Leave fear behind

In hopes to find

The spirit guide

Who dwells inside

The heart of our Earth Mother.

 

Be welcomed by our Mother.