Northern Lights (Witch Rides Home)

November 10th, 2025.  
Hot Springs, Montana – 5:15 p.m.  
The Northern Lights burned red that night,  
and the witch rode home.


In the pines where the shadows gleam,  
You taught me how to build the dream.  
Hands of love, heart full of flame,  
You changed the world when you spoke your name.  


Every law, every lie, we burned it clean.  
Sisters of the sacred green.  


Hey, look at the sky tonight—  
That’s Robin riding the Northern Lights!  
Blazing red, her heart’s desire,  
Healer, rebel, truth, and fire.  
She gave it all, she lit the way,  
Love like that don’t fade away.  
Hey, look at the sky tonight—  
That’s our witch ridin’ home in light.  


From Lincoln roads to the Hot Springs sky,  
You never said hello or goodbye.  
You just rose—wild, fierce, and free,  
The forest still hums your melody.  


Your laugh in the rain, your soul in the trees,  
Still teaching us how to believe.  


Hey, look at the sky tonight—  
That’s Robin riding the Northern Lights!  
Blazing red, her spirit seen,  
With flashes bright of sacred green.  
She gave it all, she lit the way,  
Love like that don’t fade away.  
Hey, look at the sky tonight—  
That’s our witch ridin’ home in light.  


You can’t chain a healer’s song.  
You can’t cage what’s already gone.  
Robin rides on waves of green—  
The witch, the heart, the in-between.  


Hey, look at the sky tonight—  
That’s Robin riding the Northern Lights!  
Blazing red, her heart’s desire,  
Healer, rebel, truth, and fire.  
She gave it all, she lit the way,  
We’ll keep her flame in us today.  
Hey, look at the sky tonight—  
The Witch of the Woods rides home in light.  


Blessings up, my sister.  
Ride home. Ride home.

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