She came home running

       back to the mothering blackness

       deep in the smothering blackness

white tears icicle gold plains of her face

       She came home running

She came down creeping

       here to the black arms waiting

       now to the warm heart waiting

rime of alien dreams befrosts her rich brown face

       She came down creeping

She came home blameless

       black yet as Hagar’s daughter

       tall as was Sheba’s daughter

threats of northern winds die on the desert’s face

       She came home blameless