Sitting in the morning light under shading sunflower leaves
I look up to her, standing tall in a warrior like masculine energy
Reaching for pure light that will nourish her fibers, this mornings water strengthening her roots so she may stretch to higher spaces
I have come to love the familiarity of the wind blowing against my skin as bees hum the sound of the universe around joyfully
The warmth of the Southern Hemisphere filling my own fibers with the strength to carry on in growing
For when the waters return to the soil, my toes curl into the roots. Reaching my shoots toward the possibility of knowing something so much greater than you or I.
The cycles of life, changing of the seasons and hours of the day all have different meaning and reason.
So beauty stand tall in your fullness, show the colors you portray when your heart is open.
WARRIOR WOMAN 