Liliane Lijn

Bride’s Song

I am the bride

Whirling wind woman

I am she who goes willingly to darkness

I am the bride

Fragrant moon flower

Look upon me to give to the world

I am lady of the nether region

White bride and mistress of death

My fruit is dark and pitted

I spin a web of fire

Shrouded in veils

I am the many layered one

I am the bride

I am she who goes willingly to darkness

Transforming it to light

- Liliane Lijn, 1988