– for D
I am that soft-furred gentle-eyed prey
that makes the predator move to running.
I am the breeze that drifts through quiet nights
to twine through tree limbs and shadows.
I am the river that rolls silent and steady
as its deeper self carves away the rocks.
I am the bright pink streak of sky
riding the deep clouds in the last rays of light.
I am the gypsy angel of your song
concealed in the mist and the answer is yes.
I am the soft roll of current pulling you
into a vortex of bright light and water.
I am a light-voiced bird singing melodies
at the twilight start of morning.
I am flesh and blood and bone and mind.
I am eternal vapor and presence and hope.
I am a woman who hurts and hates and loves.
I am a prophetess, a seer. I am a poetess
who will write the truth of our story
in each sad and beautiful line.