Wind  
The solitary
Maiden
On the eastern hill
-
Grace
She
awaits the dawn
-
I
See
Her!
-
Joy!
.
The fertility
The offered life
The
Open
Gift
The simplicity
--
The dawn
She fades
-
At my feet
The soil
In my hands
*** and *****
The graceful power of
Daily toil
.
The sowing
Tilling
Planting
Harvesting
Distributing

Of all our strength
---
Look !
Up on the western hill
She!
Awaits the setting sun
The colors of the sky
The stars & moon
--
All the children  
Of all universes combined
--
I hear the voice of my wife
She whispers
"Dinner time"

I go inside
--
I want to tell her !
But ......(?)
--
Then she looks me in the heart
Thru my eyes
And says

"Did you see her "
_
I almost cry
We take each other's
Hand

We walk into the bedroom
Where our child lies