She

The essence of woman
A vision of the flower of life
The sweetness of honey
Beauty grown in the holy garden...

She walks with purpose
And speaks with compassion
A brown tipped flower
With eyes of glassy soul...

In tune with herself
In harmony with the cosmos
The sound of lovely wind
As she talks to the moon...

A witness of the maker
A bringer of the night
She shines brighter than the sun
To dim the highest light...

Will the earth spin?
Or the world be fulfilled?
A thought of substance
She makes the deal...