I know a woman
she is strong and beautiful
and has a mind
like the broadest horizon
and a soul like
a sister twin
that can read the words
of my inner workings
as if she sent off for
the decoder ring
that accompanies them
What a rare and precious treasure
was unearthed
when she came into my house
my life -
that chill October evening
carving pumpkins
imbibing wine
sharing time
at a farm table full of friends
together we are mistresses of
mercurial colloquies
discoursing like dervishes
sharing great though bubbles
that span the years of our experiences
and fly out into the unknown
like icarus with great
broad wings of invention
and possibility
she gives ear to my
complaints and confusions
voices her own to the privilege
of my eager counsellor's heart
like I,
she does not cower from questions
so we two seekers have joined
in the sacred conspiracy of sisterhood
and we are planning to conquer the world
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