The Shelters of Stone (Earth's Children 5)

She grew with the life that She carried inside.

And gave of Herself with love and with pride.”

“The Mother was bearing. Her life She was sharing.”

“The dark empty void and the vast barren Earth,

With anticipation, awaited the birth.

Life drank from Her blood, it breathed from Her bones.

It split Her skin open and sundered Her stones.”

“The Mother was giving. Another was living.”

“Her gushing birth waters filled rivers and seas,

And flooded the land, giving rise to the trees.

From each precious drop more grass and leaves grew,

And lush verdant plants made all the Earth new.”

“Her waters were flowing. New green was growing.”

“In violent labor spewing fire and strife,

She struggled in pain to give birth to new life.

Her dried clotted blood turned to red-ochred soil,

But the radiant child made it all worth the toil.”

“The Mother’s great joy. A bright shining boy.”

Ayla’s breath caught in her throat when she heard those words. They seemed to tell the story of her and her son, Durc. She remembered struggling in pain to give birth to him and afterward, how it was all worth it. Durc had been her great joy. Zelandoni continued in her magnificent voice.

“Mountains rose up spouting flames from their crests.

She nurtured Her son from Her mountainous breasts.

He suckled so hard, the sparks flew so high,

The Mother’s hot milk laid a path through the sky”

“His life had begun. She nourished Her son.”

This story seems so familiar, Ayla thought. She shook her head as though trying to make something fall into place. Jondalar, he told me some of this on our Journey here.

“He laughed and he played, and he grew big and bright.

He lit up the darkness, the Mother’s delight.

She lavished Her love, he grew bright and strong,

But soon he matured, not a child for long.”

“Her son was near grown. His mind was his own.”