Hanging girl
Swinging
above the tops of worlds
above streams of
whispering voices
Upside down
she finally sees
the world upright
The four winds
change her direction
His face, her Sun, is
in the clouds
Each swing brings
her higher
Effortlessly
No need to rush
to kiss his lips
As she knows
Life will carry
Life will provide
The light she perceives
in him
She has found it
shining brightly
within
©RoseGirl2018
