Knowing that will You will come back
to me sure footed as my black stallion
eager as the willowy fawn's needs with
their spirits flowing graceful and free

I see you in the forest as surely as
the veins giving life to a leaf or
of your feather breathing as I dream
of holding you ever so tightly

You are my strength as truly as an
elk's horns to his longevity

My faith runeth over like the banks of
the river overtaking the land, my feet
firmly planted and ever so steady on
the ground

My love to deepen the lake where your
image is as real as the eagle flies for
rewards

So shall you be...my thoughts, as I wait
ever so patiently for our Fall of many colors
surpassing the bitter Winter of your return
for Our awakening of Spring with child
evermore through the Summer of our years

(c) I Yearn for You, Oh Brave One
26September2011
Vivian L. Dawson