Promise of the Sun

when you were just a little baby girl
I’d look upon your face in holy wonder
your eyes so open to this magic world
your soul so full of hope, your heart so tender

you were the promise of the sun
born in the dark of winter
the whisper of the spring
that stirred the winter trees

you were the music of the heart
the stillness of the evening
the breath of wave and tide
upon the winter shore

when you were grown to be my darling child
you’d ride my back across the frozen meadow
your voice would fill the sky – a thousand birds
your laughter free the house from cold and shadow

you were the promise of the sun
born in the dark of winter
the whisper of the spring
that stirred the winter trees

you were the music of the heart
the stillness of the evening
the breath of wave and tide
upon the winter shore

and from this web of dreams a woman grown
your hope and love in full and fragrant flower
your vision set upon new worlds and wonders
your body, soul and mind know ancient powers

you are the promise of the sun
born in the dark of winter
the whisper of the spring
that stirs the winter trees

you are the music of the heart
the stillness of the evening
the breath of wave and tide
upon the winter shore