Charge of the Mothers

We are the Mothers: The root, the branch, and the seed of your lineage; The wombs that carried the generations.

Our footsteps stirred the dirt of the Earth before you. Through our tears, the generations endured. Through our labor, the world was nurtured. From us flows courage and wisdom; strength and cunning.

We are the hands that bless you. The eyes that watch over you. The keepers of your inheritance. The guardians of your birthright; Bloodline and Breathline intertwined.

We shield you in the night. We guide you in the day; Our voices whisper in the wind. Our hands rest upon your shoulders. When you falter, we lift you. In our protection you are shielded.

It is our power that flows through your veins. In remembering us you inherit our strength. Trust in our embrace, and we will rise with you.