Woman In White
The Woman in White ardent in forest dim shadows at night
Journeys from three mountaintops each with their own light
Pink for the little girl abandoned, so far from home
Blue for the woman whose children are all gone
The Woman in White calf buffalo robe holds a vision of olde
Coming full circle past dead and dieing to life's mission bold
Pink for peach blossoms that bloom in the spring
Blue for the birds to fly spreading their wings
The Woman in White silk flowing sensual watery gown
Loving so tender and thoughtful in each movement and sound
Pink for the the moist lips seen and unseen pair
Blue for the birds and bees and pollen in air
She is the wise one not a wolf in sheep skin
She is the rising sun hot Seraphim deep within Four EaglesPhoto not my property
