She Speaks    in candle bright and water deep    in the cry of an eagle or steady roebucks leap    She explains    in fading shadows of the dawn    in dreams of the awakened with pretense gone    Listen and know who she is    Listen and know who she is       She whispers    through quickening burst of poem or song    through opening vision, when you first belonged    She also sings    in the pounding chant of the running mare    in the eyes of a mother, the creak of a rocking chair    Listen and know who she is    Listen and know who she is       By standing stone or backyard flame    Stare at the moon, Sing out her name    You will find her patiently waiting, waiting for you.    Close you eyes, Still your mind    Open you heart, Leave the world behind    Still the many voices till you find the one thats true       She teaches    in lunar riddles and mysteries    in silence of the mind and tidal ecstasies    She speaks    to a heart empty and broken    for a crying soul, for dreams left unspoken    Listen and know who she is    Listen and know who she is    Listen and know who she is