~
She and her Hymn
As
she walked with her baggage
In
the land of silence
Thinking,
freely in heathers hue
Merged
as in many continents
Different
depths and temperatures
Hardened
feet, frozen legs
Her
thoughts of the purest vision
Became
ice with freedoms voice
She
hiked along the fields
With
her thoughts reaching snowy
Mountains
in the far away
Landscapes
almost bygone
By
power of changing nature
Simplicity
and tranquility
Rusted
in the time of the year
She
shall move on, within
The
inevitable
Giving
up will weaken her strength
As
she follows her hearts hymn
To
achieve those silver streams
In
seasons of mercy, by walking
~
Elisa Laura