Western quarter,
& mother's womb, Watery spirit, & western moon. Pulsing blood within our veins, holy drink of man and gods, Sacred rain from western clouds, Dew drops kiss sunset facades. Holy river and sacred seas, Ebb & flow to the beat of my heart, May we always feel your blessings, And never may we drift apart. Hail to the sunset sky, hail to the mothers soul, We call you now oh sacred quarter, Please join us and make our circle whole!
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