Touching
Sing to the mountains
Sing to the skies
Bursting from fountains
Let river raise tides
The day her drawbridge touches land
The day she fills the world
When all the love is faintly fanned
The woman's flag unfurled
The day the wonder of her voice
Rings out with no more pain
Is day that life has won its choice
The ending of the rain
The day the voice that ne'er holds back
Is singing, free of heart
The day in which we find the knack
For chains to fall apart
One of her nicknames is Gaia. Artful Dodger, or Gypsy Empress, also. Another layer is about womanhood. For me, they are the same.
I was so split on this one that I posted it here and ASP.
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