Goddess
She came to me in a vision
Wearing a cloak like Mother Mary herself
but pure darkness inside
No face
No form
The essence of the feminine
In all Her mystery and depth
She could be whoever you want her to be
She could very well be You
She came to me in a vision
Wearing a cloak like Mother Mary herself
but pure darkness inside
No face
No form
The essence of the feminine
In all Her mystery and depth
She could be whoever you want her to be
She could very well be You