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Three faces she has shown
The Maiden in the Earth
I can feel it in the wind that doth blow
She has not yet given birth

Not yet quite the Mother
The seed will grow inside
Soon she will take a lover
There is nothing she would hide

For those who wish to look
The land is not hidden by a veil
Her body is an open book
Fertility has winched her sails to sail