Wrapped up
In her colours.
The nurturer,
Closes her eyes.
The one who sees all and knows all.
We watch in awe.
Unfolding herself,
As she lingers in the mist.
She keeps it living and fresh.
And she keeps them raw.
If there be any prayers,
I extend them to thee.
Guide us with your elixirs,
Bless them with your element.
And set them free.