blkdragon

grounded
2003-10-26 16:12:19 (UTC)

The Maiden-Pretty-poetry

She walks slowly through the tall grass,
eyes cast to the skies
She's alone with tears in her eyes,
not understanding the reason for her sadness
Butterflies dance in her wake and
crickets chirp their songs of joy
She glides to the place of peace,
where the waterfalls speak of tomorrow
An eagle flies overhead and she feels
a stab of dread for the feeling of freedom
that the wind rider knows
The waves sigh on the shore and
she can't see her reflection on the face of the water
The beavers frolic in their element, spy her sadness and
stop to send her love
She's an only daughter and she wonders about things
that shouldn't disturb, yet she's bothered
She's shedding her past, like the hair that
sailed down her back
Opening the door to the future, she'll nap now and
awaken in tomorrow
All her sorrows dissappear like dew in the morning sun
She'll stand, stretch and begin the long run...
home, to herself

In another time, her soul spied discords in life and knew
it had the strength to overcome without a loss of self.




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