She Speaks
in candle bright and water deep
in the cry of an eagle or steady roebucks leap
She explains
in fading shadows of the dawn
in dreams of the awakened with pretense gone
Listen and know who she is
Listen and know who she is
She whispers
through quickening burst of poem or song
through opening vision, when you first belonged
She also sings
in the pounding chant of the running mare
in the eyes of a mother, the creak of a rocking chair
Listen and know who she is
Listen and know who she is
By standing stone or backyard flame
Stare at the moon, Sing out her name
You will find her patiently waiting, waiting for you.
Close you eyes, Still your mind
Open you heart, Leave the world behind
Still the many voices till you find the one thats true
She teaches
in lunar riddles and mysteries
in silence of the mind and tidal ecstasies
She speaks
to a heart empty and broken
for a crying soul, for dreams left unspoken
Listen and know who she is
Listen and know who she is
Listen and know who she is