Deborah

She came to me on a highland dawn, on a golden horse she rode
With gifts of love and spiritual things, just for me to hold
Spiritual guidance called hard to her, it was written in her eyes
Her mystic sway of loving years, her spirit is oh so wise
In centuries past she shined like the Sun, loving all what had become
She gives for free a world of love as the Universe calls her name
Through time and the ages, she waited, calm and free
Down through the twilight she eventually came to me.