When the day comes for you to take your place
We will send you a sign, we will show you the way
You are touched, young one
By Our hands.

Earth meets Sky, as shown in your face
Two bright eyes of complex shades
Given you, our child
By Our hands

Let no harm befall the Spring babes
Let no man defile the strength
Raised in you, dear Priestess
By Our hands.

You shall know your own fine son
And he will follow Us in your stead
He will come to you
By Our hands.

But please stay pure of heart and soul
A small command that changes all
Or we must let you go
From Our hands.

--for Amara