She rides the sandworm of space!She guides through all stormsInto the land of gentle winds.Though we sleep by the snake's den,She guards our dreaming sould.Shunning the desert heat,She hides us in a cool hollow.The gleaming of her white teethGuides us in the night. By the braids of her hairWe are lifted to heaven!Sweet fragrance, flower-scented,Surrounds us in her presence.
-Frank Herbert
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