She is...

A new-born babe, an elder wise

Weaving her patterns across the skies

Racing the wind and chasing the air

Dancing in the heart of a fire's flare

She's the Mother of all, the Weaver of Time

Forever ringing an immortal chime

Washing the grime off humanity's hands

She's the Protector of all, the Weaver of Time

She is...

The rain that bathes the parched sands

Folding her tapestries of forgotten lands

Running within the dreamcatcher's net

A barely perceptible silhouette

She's the Weaver of Time, the Mother of all

Forever carrying the meek and small

Breaking the wall mistrust has built

She's the Weaver of Time, the Watcher of all

She is...

A dying rose that's begun to wilt

Sewing new patches to destiny's quilt

A voiceless statue singing at night

The one who came, and brought the light

She is the Mother of all, Protector, Sublime

The Watcher of all, the Weaver of Time