Her feet pound out a New York rhythm
on the heated pavement of the lonely city streets
Surrounded by unfamiliar faces, she searches for something
that's never to be found

Even she doesn't know what she looks for

Too proud to admit she doesn't see
but not ashamed to continue the race
Her feet play the music while
her mind deals with a confusion of notes
that will never resonate

The scent of the sullen city and the sounds of
jazz played on the backburner of a dark-alley bar
cloud her vision

Let your soul sing and you will see

You fly so high above the world
darting in and out of the blanketed truth as you please
Teasing the clouds with the promise
of your gracious embrace.

Through lavender hued sunsets
to the crimson wake of the morning
your chariot is guided by
a single essence.

You live strong enough to defeat the rain
sending it's harsh light and deafening trumpets
to the far gone past
from whence it came.

Yet,
You live so full of grace
you embody the sun like a golden thread
from which you create the web of opulence
that is Your Life.

To be you is to
soar like a bird in the heavens
encompass all the beauty of the earth
have control of your past
and
weave your own destiny.

This is You.