Her Body Is A Symphony

By

Linda L. Walker

Her body is a symphony.

Her steps...too soft to see.

Her thoughts...behind lock and key.

I think...that she is me.

Her destiny – it is not known.

The life she's led, the seeds she's sown,

All shrouded in this mystic place,

As filled with shadows as her face.

One thing I know --

She moves with grace.

Her body is a symphony.

One foot in motion, one at rest,

Her forward motion says it best.

Though unsure where her steps will lead

Her courage says she will succeed.

Her body is a symphony.

A message spoken just to me --

Through trials of pain, I will prevail.

I am at peace --

She's spoken well.