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I am one
feisty courageous woman, let me tell you.
I wonder
where I am going even when I’m hell bent
For leather on my way.
I hear my
roadmap on the wind, in the sway of cedar branches.
I see the
way before me and set my feet.
I want time
to bend to my desires; I want to bend to time.
I am one
feisty courageous woman, let me tell you.
I pretend
that I am the wind, the tree, the stone and I am.
I feel the
earth’s spin, the motion of the stars, silent.
I touch your
center even as you touch mine, and you, enigmatic world,
Become my lover.
I worry that
your love might spirit me into madness, yet,
I cry in the
night wanting to fly beyond every boundary of reason.
I am one
feisty courageous woman, let me tell you.
I understand
my limitations—
They are the same as yours.
I say a
thing and it is so.
I dream new
worlds into being.
I try on all
my selves and they fit.
I hope it is
enough to be.
I am one
feisty courageous woman, let me tell you.
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