Carry The Past

"# The First Song A Ritual Verse of Origins."

The first song ever sung was heard by a child.

A mother, cradling her newborn, gave voice to a lullaby.

That child grew, and sang the same lullaby to their own child.

So the song traveled, carried through thousands of generations.

Even now, mothers sing to their children,

and within each lullaby lingers a fragment of that first mother’s song.

It was meant to calm a child’s soul,

to wrap them in love,

to remind them that a mother’s voice is a song that never grows old.

Ritual Chant..............

Whisper soft, the night is near,

First mother’s song, we still can hear.

Through endless time, the cradle sways,

Her voice endures in countless ways.

Child of child, the song is passed,

A thread of love that ever lasts.

Calm the soul, let shadows flee,

The first song lives eternally.