.
And so I went along my way
To search by shore of sea
Where god of waters sought to join
In union there with me
.
But most unwilling I then hid
As mare among the herd
He found me out and caught me up
Then forced against my word
.
Then in my dark resulting rage
I hid within a cave
And clothed in black for joy I lacked
I bore my equine babes
.
But in that year the fields dried up
And stalks refused to yield
For by my mood of victimhood
The crops could not be healed
.
But then at last I did emerge
From in that hidden place
To sooth my anger and my grief
I cleansed by river's grace…
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*to be continued…