She chased a spider out
and her body naturally went into tree pose.
She bathed in the cold
and peeled potatoes in the dark.
She was stronger than she thought.
When the Aries moon rose,
full and round over Half Day,
it became her fire, her strength.
It was the pillar when she couldn’t stand.
She was more blessed than she thought.
A strange new world
And there she stood
with lightning all around.
She had everything she needed,
barefoot on the soil.