The Collective Heart of the Child
O Mother of compassion,
O Mother of Love,
Enfold us now. O bring your Dove,
As holy Spirit - you fly and sing,
You wear Christ's Robe,
His Grace you bring.
We are his little ones, the children of God,
Hold world peace above the sod.
We sit like angels upon your lap,
And know in God there is no lack.
Our grateful hearts now join and sing.
With His Angel Chorus the bells do ring.
O Earth 28* of Peace and Power,
The Fifth Solar Age now starts to flower.
And Guadalupe bends close to the Earth.
Our hearts open wide as we rebirth.
Little heart replicas shower down upon the Earth.
O Mother Gaia we dance with mirth.
Amen, So be it
The Collective Child
*Earth 27 was in 2016