I’ve led armies of angels
Battled and won over warriors not of use
Lain under men before they were slain by other men
Turned cobbled walks into streams of gold
And held the moon like desire hot in my hand
All this for a journey of strength
To guarantee my worth to the gods
To show what a Woman can be
But today when
I opened the windows of clouds from my high tower
And saw caught as I am in midair from the finery of power
That greenery below on the earth with small geese clucking
I saw the empty boots from children left beside the stair
I saw them coming up the hill toward me the children
I know this is what I wanted all along not majesty or war
What I want as a woman is to love not win
to pour the milk to open the door I want to be there