New age wildewoman,
wearer of feathers
and soft skin,
you intrigue me
in an herbal fashion.
You speak of happiness
and energy
and the power of trees.
Within your faerie eyes
I see
your deep history,
a joy brought on
by purifying melancholy.
I see your beauty
evolved.
Out here wild in the west,
in our wilderness,
in our confused
and maturing minds.