She chose to walk alone Though others wondered why Refused to look before her, Kept eyes cast upwards, Towards the sky.-
She didn't have companions No need for earthly things. Only wanted freedom, From what she felt were Puppet strings.-
She longed to be a bird. That she might fly away. She pitied every blade of grass For planted they would stay.-
She longed to be a flame, That brightly danced alone. Felt jealous of the steam That made the air its only home.-
Some say she wished too hard. Some say she wished too long. But we awoke one autumn day To find that she was gone..-
The trees, they say stood witness. The sky refused to tell. But someone who had seen it said The story played out well.-
She spread her arms out wide. Breathed in the break of dawn. She just let go of all she held...-
And then she was gone
Linka Tribal · Thu Aug 31, 2006 @ 11:02am · 0 Comments |