She wakes me with Her warm kiss
Each morning
Streaming from the sky.

She gives me strength to rise
Each day
And face the world again.

She sings a song only I hear
Each moment
Floating on the breeze.

She gives me Hope that I might teach
Each child
About Her wondrous Cycle.

She holds me in Her arms
Each night
Until I wake once more.

Penned by my hand on the 1st of Midsummer, in the year 265 MA.