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From Woman To Lioness

  Who am I?
The pool's edge
draws me to it
I step forward
knowing exactly what to do
To unpeel my visibility
and leave it on the sandy shore.

My voice
needing more room
echoes off the cliffs
A scream of waves
washes over me
Head thrown back,
my long hair dips
in water's verve,
a natural washcloth
soothing to the touch
glides over me.

All white noise inside of me
falls, my spirit is summoned.
My tanned flesh
becomes sleek
as brown cat fur.

Wild water
who am I now?
In you
I vibrated and changed
For in your free force
I became
a lioness in her habitat lapping
at liquid life.

17-Jan-2001

More by :  MaryAnn Harrison

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