The Lady


I came to the Lady without knowing
She didn't invite me in
I found her barn upon wandering
I crossed her bridge without asking
She spoke but I couldn't quite hear
Gi! Ba! She called to her wolves

The next time She came in white
Her eyes held the sun and
Her skin bore the stars

An injured pony, my reflection
That of which I could see

Not until I asked to know Her
Did She reveal to me

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