Then like a spirit awake
Words and images began to flow from her heart
As water from a stream to a lake.
As she grew, she had listened
To people, to birds, to owls and Earth
And she’d learned many things,
Till she knew their own worth.
Songs and soliloquies surged from her heart.
and melodies and more,
She had chosen to express her life through her art.
No longer silent,
Would grow up to share her stories