Watching the leavesDance upon the treesI feel my heartReturn to meFluttering softlyUpon the breezeMy heart sings a songOf joy and peaceA love of lifeFilled with grace and beautyToo long buried and hiddenBy the noise of societyAll the fear and pain,They weigh so heavilyIn this broken worldWhere none can agreeOnce again I sit andWatch the leavesAs
Beneath the lightof the gypsy moonHer spirit freely dancesPowerful tides within herRising, set free, enchanted Blooming lights of endless starsReflections in her eyesStripped bare, layer by layerOf normalcy’s disguise Her gypsy spirit shinesDancing among the treesSecrets of life revealedAs she finds such sweet release Freed of the weights of theExpectations of the worldHer true self
A Quiet Heart 