The Inward Echo

Horses run so free and wild
Sacred as a storm

Feminine comes with loving wild
Yet holds within the norm

Circles need the weight of stone
To form the round complete

Feminine is one that hones
In change of story’s repeat

Though try as might, stone’s been laid
In highest arch, it seems

Willow bends upon what was said
To cover sleepy dreams

Thoughts so strong, repeat the day
And hears strong storms within

Heavy are the hearts that say
“All is well with all us men”

….

Yet, men ask those very women
When they are in deepest hold

“What say you, oh dearest one,”
And wait for words of gold

As woman still in breach of sins
Not hers, will answer as she can

“You shall be all that once has been”
As she eases thought of man.

He will not heed to words she says
But only think of one

And woman works against the storm
To keep the world as one.