Feathered Bow

There was a flame
There was a flame
Drawn deep within her chest
Rest and rise, praying burned every moment
There was a spark
There was a spark
Come from the same place
Billions and billions of years ago
And she knows it
There was a while where it was wide
There was a wide waterfall down
Water fall round her, only just born
There was a light
Come from her eyes
Thre was a light
Let it come in
Choosing hr sin every morning
Choosing to be saved
Saving herself every morning
Choosing her name
Naming herself
Every morning
And she sang
«Don't unstring the arrow
I’m a feathered bow
I’ve got a long long way to go still
Long long way to go…»