Held by Sky Mother

I.
You fill me up—
raindrops on my tongue.

Moon haloing the night.

My eyes—
for You.

I am woman,
creature of affection—
nurturing—
reflecting You
through my lens—
as best I can,
as I am made to.

For You.

II.
The distance between You and I—
is heart only.

I am reminded, tenderly—
Her love for me.

III.
Sky Mother—
Your presence—
holds me, arms raised high—

my wings—
wanting to fan
Your light—
far and wide.

Moonlight Spiritus