I shouted at the wind who hushed me.
I cursed at the waves who drowned me.
I glared at the moon who watched over me.
What wily creature that lurks in my shadows does nature try to tame in vain?
It is the female, who has grown fierce with each passing day.
So when then wind is silent, the waves all still, and the moon is all aglow...
She comes alive in me.