her silvery, heavenly grace blessing all those she influences
gifting her children with powers the sun would dismiss
only the open heart receives
only the ones swaying on edge of the boundaries of reason,
swinging on the spiral,
will receive and understand
she soars faithfully, around her old body
disguised by imperfections
yet radiating and reflecting the light of the father
to remind her children of the brilliant light
from whence all came
and to where all shall go
where all already is