Umbilical leash detached in ripeness This, the voice of yesteryears echoes Today a chant of liveliness Her visceral thump follows Hair like hyacinths Spread o'er silver seas Darling of the saints Pleasantness as the humming of bees A new chapter today ajar Like the mouth on a yawning quest Negative tides, may divine solace mar And its sail be met with roaring tempest On Thespis' alter, our forged bond by providence Oh maiden dance to the ritual of independence