Like The Dawn

She is my mountain
Girl of dirt trails
Waterfalls and horse whispers
A sunrise
In the belly of Fenrir
Dancing across
Unfathomable depths
And lifting a yoke
Forever threatening
To throw its black cape
Around these shoulders

She is the raven eye
Snake tail and wolf howl
To my muttering thunder
Lassoing countless sunsets
Dragging them
From this embrace
And returning midnight
To fireflies

She is the kindling
And crackling flame
The wind-swept ridge
Where countless storms
Are breaking
The cave in which
I hide

She
The reason one foot
Finds strength
To follow another

She
The serene surface
Of this mind’s alpine lake
Forever lapping
At my shores