She stands on top of the lone mountain
clouds passing as the moon becomes full
she becomes wild like a wolf...
silence is gold to her,
yet as she speaks,
it is like treasure
for those with ears
that are blessed...
when i look into her eyes
i see beauty and truth and sadness
all in one glance...
she moves effortlessly from one
motion to another
she explains little
but does a lot for everyone around her....
she is rare.