November Maiden

by Shauna Bjorndahl

The Wolf Willow Maiden is Naked Now…

But – For a String of Pearls.

She Waits for Her Lover to Cover Her Shoulders

With His Glistening Blanket,

Under Which She Will Rest For a Time.

And when the Morning of Spring Comes,

Her Silver Green Garment

Shall Be Restored to Her.

And the Yellow Blossom Fragrance

That comes from the Nave of Her Being

Shall Delight the World Again.

But for Now She Waits –

Quiet

Knowing

Still Radiating the Last of Her Beauty,

In – That String of Pearls.

Shauna Bjorndahl