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The Woman Within

Eyes wide open, staring at the sky
Fingers out stretched, touching every cloud that floats by.

Breathing in the air, teach myself to speak,
A language lying deep within me, is what I seek.

It is a language of a woman
So strong, so gentle, so kind.

The language of a woman crying out to be released.

She longs to see the sunshine and touch the powder white clouds.
To feel the grass between her toes and speak her language out loud.

But the night rolls in quickly, turning every white could gray.
Leaving the woman within, no time to have her say.

And in the dark of the night I hear her continuous plea.
And I swear to myself by morning, that woman I shall be.

14 August 1996




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Free

I'm free, so very free.
No longer shall your words keep me here.
For I'm a bird flying on my own.
With two strong wings and blue skies for miles.
Join me if you wish,
But this time you must keep up with me.
I refuse to go back.

I'm not going down any longer
Only one way to go and that is up.

1997



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Inspiration

Inspiration from within
You build me up
You bring me in
You shine a light
To lead the way
And show me to another day
Another light
Another world
Another self
So strong and true
The future lies in front of me
You open my eyes and make me see.

26 August 1998



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Life

My heart is going to explode
And tears will rain everywhere
Happiness and pain all at once
Breaking down and feeling every emotion

Lately life has been whispering in my ear
Trying to tell me a secret
I can see it's lips moving
And I lean in and try to understand
And yet I still can't seem to hear it

Life is trying to tell me something about it 'self
It's trying to teach me a lesson
In it's age old philosophic ways
Wondering if I can still be taught this way.

Through showing me phases of birth and death
And that little by little the pieces fall together
Just as they used to

Do they all have reasons as they used to?
Did I just come full circle?
Is it time to start a new one?

Yes, new circle. New life.
New spirit ..moving on.

22 February 1999



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Full of Life

Stronger than you'll ever know.
This person inside of me grows and goes on further every day.
Do you think you can hold onto this spirit?
Strong, ever-reaching towards the sky.

I am full of life, and my smile sheds rays of sunlight.
Can I take your hand and lead you the rest of the way?
Journey on till all the darkness of the past is no more?
Till we reach our final destination,
And grasp onto each other and forever become one.

23 January 1999



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Patience

Patience my heart
Just a little longer
Hold on, be still
Control your lifetime, if you will.

Wait, hold on, yet still reach out.
Never give up
Because time doesn't hold out.

More inspiration is coming soon.
To bring me higher
And bring me light

Across mountains and streams
And glens and forests
The spirits of old will speak to me once more.
Oh how I wish that the time there was longer.
Just enjoy every moment,
Every step
Be happy and let my heart free.

5 August 1999



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The Mirrors Image

Staring at myself in the mirror
The mirror image staring back at me.
The person that I see, I can hardly believe is me.
I look at her features and her story-book eyes
She is amazing.
She is beautiful.
This woman.
Is so much to me.
She brings me through each and every day.
She is herself.
She is fake in no way.
The strength of her heart spill out of her eyes.
She stands up and strides on.
With only a blink of an eye.


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My Cell

Stuck in this room, a cell that I've created.
No doors that I can see, I am a prisoner here.
This is my bland world.

My walls are grey
And the room is empty
And even though I see the colors of the world
My grey heart drowns them out.

A black cloud always blocking out the sun.
And rain always washing away the colorful chalk scenes
Scenes of my life
Of what could be
If only I spread my wings
If only I shed these chains

But these scenes quickly get washed away
As I sit and stare mindlessly at the wall.
Feeling empty, detached, alone
Wathing the the same hypnotizing movie, as life slips away

And all I have to do is break out of these shakles
Reach out and touch life
And then the greyness will fadeaway
Only to be replaced by a rainbow soul.

17 July 2002



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The Journey of Me

The darkness that I've blanketed myself with for so long
Is started to fray away.
My mind is slowly growing
And going in all directions at once.
And I feel as if the light within is breaking through.

I'm fumbling for the key to my cell.
I'm on the verge of escaping.
And beginning a journey that I should have started long ago.

The journey of me.

The rainbow within, the colors flowing freely.
The beautiful rainbow soul,
Shall be free. Shall be strong.
Shall once and for all be allowed to breath.

And I will truly be me.

May 15, 2003



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