I am the one who is always with you.
I am the one you cannot see.
For I am the color of the new moon’s shadow
In the silvery shades of star light through the trees.
I am the one you so often sing to,
I am the whispered song of night.
For I am the listener of your fears and dreams,
Your keeper of truths, the protector of your light.
I am the one who delights in your song.
I am the sacred velvet breeze.
For I am your bold wildness, bucking and primal,
Your language in my muscle and bone, flows with ease.
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