And I Am Still Her Child
A day dream came
With me today
And sent me to
This poem to say
This poem to say
Became a rhyme
A rhyme that sent
Me back in time
And I began to sing along
With all the elements
Came this song
And I am still her child
A child forevermore
Many things I kept inside
And I have brought this lore
A story to become a song
O Child, this child
I had kept in so long
As the Eagle
Clipped his wings
As the Stag
The Hunter Brings
As the Pine
And green shall hold
The colors merge
A Sculpters hand shall remold
And tis not all yet dip thy hand
A screen of what may be untold
Across the Land
What Gold?
A Fools Gold that he has found?
Again I say from past
Tis a reflected noun
And I shall knock
On every door
To find truth and to explore
And I am still her child
A distant seeking Sun
And I am still her child
Protected and as One
For in the Moon
Reflected She
The Earth
And Sky
The Fire
And Sea
And I am still her child
And shall ever be!
Lori Foster 12:24 Waxing Moon
