She taught me how.
She taught me “now”
And how I will survive what’s to come.
She brought me life.
She brought me knife.
To prune the weeds and all that’s useless.
She got me fire.
She got me higher.
Atop the mountains unreachable.
She would not lie.
She—(Well, she would die).
And I learned everything I need.
She’s a personification.
She’s a manifestation.
Of love and wicked but mostly magic.