the clan woman of a singular tribe
I sit by the fire and command its slow burn
I am calm
I don't mind waiting
while I wait I breathe, I live
I store myself blankly in silence
in the resting place of gathered
potential energy
reserves building like the sprout of a
seed before bursting
my hair grows day by day
my eyes glow in the night
like the watchful owl I am serene
this new purpose aligned with
Spring
I have answered a call
from God by rising to stand
with blessings
