Diana at my side
Diana at my side fifty-one years ago Standing, arms crossed in front of the steel hospital crib the doctor walking toward me I breathe in Diana forest towering behind stag by my side limned by moonlight quiver and bow within reach Speak your intentions I suggest do not mess with me
Brings back memories of dancing Spiral Dances years ago with Starhawk's Reclaiming community. Never mess with a bow-and-quiver bearing moon-goddess...!
...and we can't mess with Her either! still with you after half a century!