The Magic Lady
The magic lady laughs and lives,
she knows just how
to take and give,
drinks winds, holds sunbeams
by the tail and rain orbs leap,
perform their finest dance for her,
they know they are
beloved.
The magic lady has
a sparkle in her eye,
look closely, you will see
a field of stars and galaxies
unfolding back through time
an elder light, the youngest light
it beckons wondrous
exploration.
The magic lady has so much,
she hardly can contain it all,
she hardly can contain her soul,
it sings, it whispers, swirls
around and through her hair
and everywhere she goes
it's there like morning winds.
The magic lady has
a gentle touch, it bridges time
and space, brings messages
of wonderment and strength
renewed, awakens sleepy seeds,
the forests rise again,
majestic green and filled
with flowers, crystal streams,
and endless dreams,
and joy.
The magic lady knows
her heart, she knows her mind
and loves them all the same,
she knows you too, she knows
your pain, she knows your game
and yet, she judges not -
she listens, watches, blesses
and she is just what she seems to be,
the magic lady,
living in your land.
© Silvia Hartmann 08
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