Patty—

I greet all of you as the sky greets the river, these birds

electricity in my fingers I trace the flow of your hips

the cascade of your hair and laughter

gently I lift your eyes, your breasts into flight

nothing escapes my admiration, celebration!

There is no part of you I do not praise a farmer’s praise!

I turn the earth with my hands to caress your feet

my breath whispers through your hair

freeing seed for tomorrow’s feast!  Your parting tears

will bring grace and bounty to our children.

As you honor me, walking barefoot through my valley 

your sonrisa flowers, your waterfall voice

bring joy and sustenance to the wind of my days

calm and completeness to my nights

so too, I honor you in song, in tears, in flight!

                                         —hafnafjordur, iceland

                                         —23 july 98