She is the storm that shatters walls

The tornado that sweeps up all those in her path

The rainfall that washes impurities away

The lioness deafening in her rawer

Maternal and protective over those in her care

Fierce in the face of injustice and adversity

A multi sided die

Every roll a different flavor

May you always land in her favor

Pray for every even roll

And fear the awful odd

On one you’ll live in reverence

But the other painful indifference.