Yes,
I know a woman made of mornings and slow kisses
She walks lightly on tip toes of divinity
Leaving behind footprints of mirth and tintinnabulation
She sings like a fortepiano and works in mysterious ways
I heard once
That she conducts covert operations
Killing off the enemies
of mobsters for the government
And in my gold-mining town
They speak of her in exaltation
Because
With the wave of her hand
She stopped 100 years of floods
And years before anybody was born
She tamed the first horses,
She formed the first army,
And dissolved the injustices that plagued the land
She wrote the stories of The Brave Immortals
And the Demigods
That bound this earth together
And from them and the ultimate success of their plights
She was given
to us.
And
When the Earth was broken
By the dragons of the river neigh
She leapt down into the chasm
With nothing but a scimitar and an ax she recovered from the corpse of a peasant,
She slew The Dragons
And re-bound Earth
Transforming it into a place of peace and prosperity
The heads The Dragons are still cast in bronze and placed on my village's walls
They serve to warn others
To never question her reign
In the villages around mine
They know her as the provider of crops
And a joyous companion
Yes,
I know a woman.
She's made of afternoons and gold nuggets
She sings melodies intrinsic to the Earth's rotation
She is magnanimous and humble
She breaths in her sleep like a tame ocean crashing on a soft shore
Yes,
I know a woman with eyes made of slivers of the darkest wood
Their grain shines like gold reflecting summer sun in an afternoon
I know a woman who bites when she loves
A woman that echoes sweet nothings down an empty corridor
She glows on rainy days
I know a woman
She is a daisycutter.
