| She wrote once Sadly Of a girl beneath a tree She writes now The same girl Yet thoroughly different She sits quietly The sun's rays shining through the twisted branches She is content Content with whatever life brings Her inner softness shines She has found her truth and strength Whatever lies ahead Scatters her path for a reason She exists for a purpose The last rays of the sun warm her gently She has awakened from her cold and lonely existence With the wind chimes calling her name The world is ready for her Life is waiting, whispering Where have you been? I have waited so long Welcome! |