
The woman she is,
Deep to her core,
Hidden behind masks,
And many more.
To many she is one,
To others another,
A woman, a child,
Forever a mother,
To those she has taken,
Under her wing,
To give them hope,
A new song to sing.
And even as she reaches
Out to touch these souls,
Her teachings continue,
For that is her role,
In this time and space,
Though her own heart cries,
A deep, darkness prevails,
As she looks to the skies,
In hopes and dreams,
That her soul mate true,
Will feel her energy,
Through and through,
Touching his heart,
His mind and soul,
The depth of love,
To remember his goal,
To truly find,
Who this woman is,
Hidden and masked,
Her soul already his.
He is the only
One who will see,
The fullness of her bared,
Unmasked she be.
She will continue,
Day by day,
To reach out and teach,
In her heart will stay,
The strength and knowedge,
The ancient energy flows,
While the shimmering gold,
From heart to heart shows,
No matter how close,
No matter how far,
The glimmering chain,
From soul to soul are
Connected forever,
In ways they don’t understand,
She waits patiently,
As the winds take her hand,
Gently, sofly, caressing,
Soothing her aching heart,
Giving her strength to go on,
In this time they are apart.