To Live and Die As a Winter's Spring

She was a Sumptuous Blossom... That was born out of a Winter's Spring Her face was framed by Glorious Red Her eyes were the Bluest Diamonds That the World had ever seen. She was born with an innate Attitude That life was created just for Her That the Stars and the Moon and the Sun above Existed to please Her and only Her. She raced through life without a care The winds of change were contained within She relished every moment Every breath that she'd take in. She always knew that it could be her last It could be the day she'd meet her end. She came into this life with nothing She knew that she'd leave it with nothing too All that would be left of her would be Dust and Earth Only the eternal Winds of Change Would sing her Life's forgotten tune. Nothing in life was ever to fast for her Nothing ever skipped her mind All she lived for were her Memories of all Faces of the Loves she'd left behind. She had never wanted to be the one To have to stay in one safe place She wanted to live on a precipice She wanted to free fall into space. She wanted to dance to the Inner Music Of her own sacred heart's tune She wanted to match her heartbeats To the Seasonal drums Of the eternal Sun and Moon. She had a thirst for knowledge And for art and beauty too She loved the wisdom of the ancient Greeks She lived according to their truths. She could always see the meanings Behind the Wheres and Whys and Whens She possessed an intuition A particular type of Zen. She never ever let people see What was behind the Diamonds of her eyes She always felt it better that way Rather to keep truths hidden away Than to have to explain with a bunch of lies. She always knew she'd die alone She always knew that was a given She wasn't that religious She didn't really believe in heaven. She believed that she would just move on That she'd move on from place to place That there was nothing ever Sacred Nothing holding her in Time or Space. She'd climb upon a White Horse And Chase the Shooting Stars She'd fly among the Meteor Showers She'd dance upon the Moon She'd travel here, She'd travel there Eternity would never come to soon. She'd be the One to challenge the Night To shine as the Brighest Star She'd be the One that you always look to see The One that looked close but was always far. (December 28, 2010 Wausau, Wisconsin) (c) Copyright 2010 by Christine A Kysely, All Rights Reserved,