I asked the wind, what is it you are here for why are you doing this? It said;
to unleash chaos, nature is not tidy or manicured.
Seeds will be earthed and reborn.

I asked the wind, what is it you are here for why are you doing this? It said;
to unleash chaos, nature is not tidy or manicured.
Seeds will be earthed and reborn.


Don’t be fooled, women have carved paths around the earth
Women’s feet have paved many torrents upon the ground
And many women have lost their lives in sacred pilgrimage
Of blessing the Isle and the Mountain top
In the name of the woman
The nature of the septum and the womb
Ancient women have placed their feet upon your paths
And by their unsung names
I remember them
For, wherever they have gone
I go
My feet are not the first to walk these paths
And they won’t be
The Last