I heard my mother yesterday
like an echo with something to say
with a heart patched up with love,
and trials for all she hasn’t lost.

I fall apart with my friend
like a rock carried by the wind
with the gifts she always gives,
and the lies she takes away.

I say goodbye to my lover
like the whisper of a broken heart
with every scar she delivered,
and her heartfelt silence.

I forget myself with my sisters
like a secret in a song unsung
with a faith of perfect vision,
and all they share with their brothers.

I hold the hand of my bride
like a dollar you’re afraid to be apart from
with every trap that’s before us,
and the time we lose track of.

I look into my daughter’s eyes
like the eye in the hurricane
with her mother lying right beside me,
and my girl hears an echo in the wind.

I’m told that Eve's the cause of every sin
like one tree unjustly burned among the others
without the chance given to the man,
and were it true, Eve would be worth it.