On the Sun and Stars and Knotted Hair

The sun called you daughter
     long before you were first
     touched by dawn.

Trees bow before you more
     deeply than they do the
     wind.

You were made of the stars
     and were born in answer
     to a prayer.

You belong.

You gentle strength is forged
     by the fire of the heart

And woven into the fabric of
     the future.

Water will guide your power
     and grace through the fear.

You are here on purpose
     with purpose.

The whispers of angels
     and eagles
will get knotted in your hair

And your laughter will inspire
     the wind.

Ah-wa-heh, old child.

Let beauty ease your way.

You are stronger and braver than you know.

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