the avalon girl read by PD Lyons

 

 

 

 

The Avalon Girl

Met the darker double born.
Held her heart out to the heat.
Cut the braid from her own uncut head,
Gifted to his reckless wild hands.

Soon carried on to summery lands.
First crossed wastelands of the East.
Met a man who brought her peace.
Golden daughters dakini schooled.
Then rested into holidays & grandchildren,
Feasts begun to cook the night before,
Full house wakes up to a heaven scent.

And of her torn heart, spoke to none.
And of heat, preferred now a cooler Colorado sun.
And of her gifted young girl braid,
Remembered keen how the stupid jerk misplaced it.

But whenever she saw black upon the green.
Whenever 7 roses red appeared.
Whenever she saw the grey eyed sea.
No matter from which continent or shore –
Oh, she’d lose a heartbeat or two
And Avalon she’d think of you.