The beauty of a woman, with loveliness and grace
She dreams with eyes wide open,
her thoughts soft as a breeze
She dreams of love and happiness
and a life of inner peace
The fragrance of the evening
awakens senses half asleep
She thinks about the many nights
that she would lay and weep.
Tranquility was out of reach,
her heart was sore and tired
And then she handed all the worries
to God to think about.
Her heart is soaring like the wind,
she holds her passion silent
Deep within her breast,
grows serenity so quiet
Memories hidden out of view,
that no one else can see
She thinks about her life
and all that she can be.
Poetry by Sand