For Nyrma               10-30-89


v. 1      If you have a love for water
          I will give you drink. Let me pass the cup,
          with trembling hand.

          I am fire, and water causes me fear.

          Yet I will give you to drink.
          That should tell you much.
          My fear of water I will overcome,
          If it means slaking your thirst.

v. 2      You are the Spirit of the Gypsy of some
          Other time, that I will not doubt.
          I have not forgotten.
          What made your resurrection
          Significant/
          Even though your reincarnation
          Was assured?

          You are timeless/placeless
          Just like me in this time/place
          Where neither really belong.

v. 3      Fire is my Element,
          And for you I light a fire
          As a symbolic offering.
          Partake, and radiate warm.

v.4       I cannot pay homage to the seas
          For that would not be of my kind/
          I come from a distant world
          A dry land
          Where rains are infrequent
          Seas distant/ rivers few
          A dry land, yet stunningly
          Beautiful

v.5       You saw me once in a rare moment
          Of insight
          As I truly am.
          I regret that you were frightened.
          Had you forgotten, Gypsy woman
          What you had learned in the past?

          No, I think not.
          Sleep walking among the
          Dreaming innocent
          Was never among your destinies.