Woman On Fire

Theresa Savina painting

Certainly sadder

in a moment bleak

If I allow this moment

to teach me

The sadness lingering

becomes a mentor

 

I am not sure of my

certainty today

As approaches my moment

grand or bleak

perhaps

In the spotlight of soliloquy

Spoken truth

From the broken youth

of a love

Now wrinkled and wise

What cost wisdom?

 

Looking for the woman

inside the Goddess

I have been forged to

become

Forged in fires of
fantasy

meeting man's  modern
malady

Here it lives, wet from the

afterbirth....crying out

for my touch

New lives to care for, to

nurture

My own life must transform

first

 

I am looking for that

woman

on

fire 

She shall rise again in the

dark day of
a

white night

In the flames of a

new direction

And I will find myself

no longer

looking