She cries violet tears
She hungers for a passion to live
She seizes the wind
And holds it in the palm of her hand
She picks up the leaves
And kisses the land
She's a dreamer in the daylight
She's a poet of the night
Curled up in a ball of sorrow
She can make you tremble with fright
She dances in the rain
Showing you the way to begin again
She sings to the birds
And wanders the woods
Spending time and in between
Finding the places where she can breath
She whispers like a soft breeze
Caressing your mind
The Lady of the Wild
Who resides among the trees
See her within your soul
dwelling in the eyes of a child
Protector of dewy youth...
The Lady of the Wild
By Shadow Dancer
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