Its the age between petal and leaves In the air that the woodland breathes From the darkness of the night To the linen mornings wear From a kingdom underwater To being masters of the air
And she danced to the gorgeous melodies of the ocean waves. Echoing grace in her courageous and forgiving heart. Retrieving what she lost in the darkest cave of the past. A song of promise to her most bearing self. All the love that she deserves. Everything she forgot to give herself before.