[Ann]

Spirit Walker

I will start over, over, again and again,

For I carry spring in my heart like a bag of seeds.

I will start over, blossom again and again,

Though I find my roots in dust, and the desert stretching

Far out beyond the horizons of my fear,

to the very ends of the earth, and beyond.

I carry life in my heart like a spring of water

Rising from depths so terrible and deep

That it will outlast the fire in the mountains--

The lava flowing molten through stark and lonely canyons

Will be quenched in those cold, unshakable, ageless springs.

I will begin, again and again, forever,

I will wear my immortality around me

like a royal cloak

I will pour the strength of my soul from body to body,

Through fire, through loss, through pain, through death, through starvation--

I am more than a face, more than a name, or a body

I am the child of life, and his ambassador,

I will carry his message, again, and again, and again

Out over the years, out over the worlds, forever.


Elizabeth Anne Viau