Woman & Water the tale is told

connected and tangled both gentle and bold

Like an open ocean receiving streams

Roaming the rivers on currents and seas

I am woman. I am water. I was made for change.

I fall as raindrops and water soil

I flow into falls and amplify noise

Rushing, gushing, slow or still

I move at the pace of nature’s will

I am woman. I am water. I was made for change.

I flow from deserts to mountains above

Through marshes and wheat fields; constant in love

No matter the form I am honest and whole

whether icy or flowing a sight to behold.

I am woman. I am water. I was made for change.

I become teardrops- unashamed, unrelenting

feeling the peaks and valleys of living

I carve the stone yet wash tender skin

shifting and morphing with spirit wind

I am woman. I am water. I was made for change.

I am not diminished as I change and age

I am designed as a gift to earth’s mortal stage

It is my power; my truth; this changing form

Whether life giving comfort or powerful storm.

Because I am woman. I am water. I was made for change.