She carries life, a quiet bloom
The earth beneath her feels her grace
Within her heart, the sun finds room
A sacred hymn in time and space
Her steps, a rhythm, soft and kind
Through barren fields and shadows deep
The seeds of hope she leaves behind
She sows the dreams the world shall reap
......
I began with a slow movement of hand-
Much like a breeze of air touching a woman's hair.
Then, I roughly fastened and the rhythm began to change-
Much like a rabbit running for its life.
Then, again, I touched it harder and harder again.
A lot more pressure I put into it-
Much like a strong handshake from a mountaineer.
Harder and harder... harder again,
Until something started to come:
White and glorious... a decent act!
......
She carries life, a quiet bloom
The earth beneath her feels her grace
Within her heart, the sun finds room
A sacred hymn in time and space
Her steps, a rhythm, soft and kind
Through barren fields and shadows deep
The seeds of hope she leaves behind
She sows the dreams the world shall reap
......
I began with a slow movement of hand-
Much like a breeze of air touching a woman's hair.
Then, I roughly fastened and the rhythm began to change-
Much like a rabbit running for its life.
Then, again, I touched it harder and harder again.
A lot more pressure I put into it-
Much like a strong handshake from a mountaineer.
Harder and harder... harder again,
Until something started to come:
White and glorious... a decent act!
......