Her eyes sparkling with the bright light of a lingering sun,
Her lashes heavily mascared with sheets of rain,
She sings a song of lament, woven with contrapuntal harmonies of hope.
A Siren Call.
A challenge to engage –
to remain tethered between tension & release –
That in the heat of the fire
I might open my heart wider
and release the seeds of new life found inside.
