Antistrophe
i have seen her fly on delicate wings
i have listened as her song of flight she did sing
i have gone on journey's in her mind
had moments where i've fallen behind
within her pages she told her stories
lost in memories that carried her forward
as i open the book that holds her memories
i get lost in the verses of antistrophe
as she flutters within a trice of time
she falls upon the oceans gentle tide
her dance, her thoughts hold only her heart
as she found her balance between light and dark
her night arised as the moon does wane
intricate design on her wings as the play
to leave a reflective thought
upon the canvas of legends she sought
i close my eyes and dare to dream
lost in a woven tapestry
i have waken to my hearts song
captivated in a decade to long
now i have flown on delicate wings
into her world called antistrophe ...........
