West, London
Liliane Lijn
She
RodeoBride’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