But This Is My Truth; I Who

Light Flared Through Every Limb, A Force Far Too Great To Be Contained In Any Human Frame; But For That Moment She Was The Great Mother, Giving Birth To The World.

Morgaine Laughed And Mocked, But When It Was A Real Trouble, No One Could Be Kinder.

The Visible World Was Only An Imperfect Reflection Of The Ideal, Which The Philosopher Sought To Transcend.

Flowers And Fruit Are Only The Beginning. In The Seed Lies The Life And The Future.

All The Tears Women Shed, They Leave No Mark On The World.