Earth Daughter. Started in 1986


 



                                                       EARTH  DAUGHTER.
                                                  by
Heather Rowan.



    After a three day journey from the mid-west, I have arrived.  It is dawn. I stand gazing up at the sky watching the Morning Star suspended above fade. I call to her softly.
   "Goodnight Mother"

                                        Goodnight Daughter...
                                        I descend into my day castle
                                        In the Andes mountain ranges
                                        somewhere in Peru.
                                        Stay safe and true 
                                        To yourself ...

                                        Now turn to your friend.
                                        Awaken him.
                                        Your time is nigh.
                                        This year you travel further into time.

On either side of me the deserted city street seems to stretch away into eternity. Behind me, the friendly facade of the apartment building shelters me from a cool rush of air passing over the rooftops above. The tired branches of a gnarled maple tree traps it. Air  lingers  and hangs there, watching me.
    "Good morning Air" I say, but it departs using the branches of the tree to propel itself  on into the morning.