Young girl with eyes so bright,
listens with hope instead of fright.
The hope is strong, I can feel the shift,
of power found, of dreams that lift.
The spirit deep within her feels,
the awakening hint of sparks that flare.
She senses deep within a force.
that yearns for her to dance of course!
The music hints of a grander role,
so tied to dreams once only mourned.
Her breath at moments, is caught and held,
as mystery sings and her heart just rings.
It all connects with the Spirit’s breath,
whose fire inspires as she flees her death.
The power flows freely to break the chains,
of life that’s lived under fears domain.
She sits up straighter-
her eyes are clear!
There’s steel in her backbone!
There’s strength in her arm!
She’s stepped out of passive
she’s ready to run,
with dreams that inspire
to actually become!
The sun still is shining, the rain will still fall,
but she has become the valiant, the One!
Author – Bill Tidsbury