I Sing to Myself

I sing to myself
If this works
I will never leave her

She is my mate, my twin
more than a teacher
She is well rounded and smart
knowledgeable and well traveled
She is all I have dreamt of
She is everything on my list
Her practice is love, is patience
Her path is the same one we
all must share
And she approaches it with dignity
and devotion and grace

She is a heron
long limbed
bright
with wings so wide
She climbs,
gliding on
currents
of love