caitlyn b young

 caitlyn b young  

half faroese 

half welsh celt 

i call her riding wind

caitlyn b young today

by name by nature 

winsome as a gentle smile

and yet a force 

as deep as a fiord

as holy as a mountain 

as free as white grasses 

caitlyn b young for you

with all the vulnerability of yesterday

and all the promise of tomorrow’s eye

act upon your knowing

caitlyn b young act me 

i call her from the wings

on the boards of a stage

in the failing of time’s limelight

caitlyn b young 

be young for me tonight