Silence before the storm
I reach the house hidden by the night
A light I saw I knocked all quietly
I entered; a woman sat by the spinning wheel
«What brings you here my child», she asked
«Don't you know our lady keeps her secrets well?»
It's my life I am running from
It's my fate I am hiding from,
Oh, would the Goddess speak to me?
Her ways I don't understand, the mysteries that I must know,
Oh, would the Mother see through me?
«Why don't you rest my child», she said, «I will seek her advice, I will wake you when it's time»
All night by the spinning wheel, she sang an ancient tune and in the morn' her work was done
In the distance I heard a call, I awoke and I held the spindle in my hand
My other hand held new life, the Goddess had been by my side and her blessing was mine.