I peer into the water deep and still.
What looks back up at me?
Things that were. Things that are.
Things that may yet come to be.
A young girl happy and carefree.
A student of life, horse, needle and song.
A young woman angry, afraid and tired.
A friend, resourceful, resilient, strong.
An old woman, but who is she?
The vision blurs, and I cannot see.
I peer into the water deep and still.
What looks back up at me?
Things that were. Things that are.
Things that may yet come to be.
A warrior fighting to protect her loves.
A daughter living for her family.
A friend of others nurturing and loyal.
A lonely woman bitter and angry.
An old woman, but who is she?
The vision clears. Still I cannot see.
