Woman

Woman, when you believe
My story and my song
No word or note
Need emanate again
You nod resignation
Soothe cracked lips
Silence creeps in
Swiftly by morning
No badge of bravery
Be worn out and down
I am changeable
As the tide
In ancient forests 
You heal me
As I lie in wait
For another dawn song
Settling within
To begin again
Peppercorn tree, Coal River Valley Tasmania

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