Hero Song

Don’t fool yourself --

I am no goddess,

here to bless your way.

I’m just a woman,

weaving toward a life

while you spin

beyond the cliffs

of my yearning.

And you, Hero,

wandering in dreams,

when you strain

against the mast,

think of me,

alone here at my loom,

picking threads and

trying to compose

my own Siren’s song.

Think of me

and remember --

though goddesses

roll apples at your feet,

it was flesh and blood

nurtured the seeds

and wove the sails

that freed you.