I have followed you through raging storms,
watched mountains fall at your feet.
I have been the sun on countless morns,
warmed your face with reflected heat.
Ravaged by the mask you wear
unadored; lonliness a friend.
The mask slips at times, and I am there
A shield maiden; and I’ll defend
you against those who’d harm
the fragility within your soul.
With sword held high in my arm
yours to command and control.
Father time attends my needs,
vows to give me back my pride.
One day, when your tyranny ends
I’ll be the Amazon I feel inside.
© K. J. Lander 2009