She comes to me in my sleep
speaks 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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