| She comes to me in my sleepspeaks to me in tongues
 thinking I'll understand.
 These words spoken
 they have some meaning
 a secret language
 words I've never heard
 though they bring warmpth
 comfort within my heart
 calming my anxieties.
 assuring me things will be okay.
 Kneeling infront of a pew
 hands placed together
 I ask for forgiveness of her
 I ask for her to look over me.
 I ask for her fertility for our planet
 I ask her to care for all people.
 She peers at me in a loving way
 Speaking those words again
 reassuring me
 she's in control.
 
 Brenda
 
 Jan 2000
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