POMBA GIRA
'With her shadows embraced she becomes Queen upon her Throne'
'With her shadows embraced she becomes Queen upon her Throne'
POMBA GIRA
We made offerings of sweet red wine and sung to her sensuality
To take that which was broken, defiled, dismantled and heal her
She came in a dream her red dress flowing like blood across your body
Cleansing the unclean, nurturing your power, your life force, your sexuality
Finally returning home to yourself.
Pomba Gira guide us, lament for us,
for the down trodden, the ladies of the night
Now made Queens with splendor and magic
That bought them from the gutter
To the golden throne’s on which they sit
Now made from loves powerful potions of seduction.
We made offerings of sweet red wine and sung to her sensuality
To take that which was broken, defiled, dismantled and heal her
She came in a dream her red dress flowing like blood across your body
Cleansing the unclean, nurturing your power, your life force, your sexuality
Finally returning home to yourself.
Pomba Gira guide us, lament for us,
for the down trodden, the ladies of the night
Now made Queens with splendor and magic
That bought them from the gutter
To the golden throne’s on which they sit
Now made from loves powerful potions of seduction.
The ‘MagickalChild’ is birthed whenever ‘The Other’ is communed with through those who combine their Souls creatively and with magickal intent .
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