The soles of our feminine feet
long for hallowed ground.
We, whose feet are those of internal Empresses,
Queens, Daughters of Royalty.
We, who trod the landscapes where
Princesses and High Priestesses dwell.
We, who walk through this world
with the Eternal.
We, who wear the fragrance of soul scapes
hold this secret dear, as it is this secret which
carries us where we could not go by ourselves.
