Changes


Hair like black velvet blows freely in the wind
Eyes, deep blue as the ocean, gaze across the plain
The face, so beautiful it makes the heart ache,
Betrays not a hint of the emotions within

The warrior stands tall and straight
pondering a past as dark as midnite
She suffers the memories begining to arise
And questions her place in the tapestry of the Fates

A voice soft and gentle calls her back from the shadows
Bringing her to the present and the person at her side
The voice speaks of a change full of beauty and life
Of a soul once dark where only light now glows

The warrior stands tall and straight
Pondering a future grown as bright as gold
She welcomes the trials and experiences it holds
And no longer questions the weaving of the Fates

Hair like black velvet blows gently in the breeze
Eyes, deep blue as the ocean, gaze down at a friend
The face, so beautiful it rivals the Heavens
Breaks into a smile full of joy and peace

Mikki H - Feb. 6. 1997