Voices of the Fools
Text from First Fools, April 2006

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She's Here
Phillip Rosenberg

She’s a storyteller, a mythic dweller

She Talks to the moon and sun

She’s a Pagan princess, never flinches,

Won’t bow down to anyone,

When she opens up her door,

You will beg, beg for more

She’s every thing you’ve ever hungered for

And feared

And she’s here

She’s a Fortuneteller, a magic speller

A wise old woman-child,

She’ll take a notion, grab a potient

Turn you into something wild

Try to hold her in one place

She’ll laugh like dust and blow away

She’s the edge you’ve finally strayed too near

And it’s too late to turn back now to safe and cavalier

She’s here.

When your life has lost its shine

She’ll reach out and touch your mind

You’ll see the world for the first time again

She’s a dream propeller, interstellar,

She rides a shooting star

Don’t try to fight her, just hold on tighter

See if you can go that far

She’s traveling on that timeless curve

Of Einstein’s magic universe,

When celestial fireworks appear

And everything is instantly mysteriously clear

She’s here

 

© 2006 P. Rosenberg. All Rights Reserved.

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