Woman

O great one, dark one,
Woman of the shrouded past.
She who rides, she who hunts,
True is her weapon's cast.

O strong one, proud one,
Woman of beauty and might.
She who shouts, she who laughs,
She rejoices in the fight.

O kind one, brave one,
Woman of grace and speed.
She who loves, she who cares,
Her flame burns bright indeed.

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Copyrighted by Lady Nightshade
First posted: Sat, 29 Jun 1996