Slowly, slowly, the trees grow
Calmly, calmly the ants gather
Gently, the breeze blows
But my mind is filled with what doesn’t matter
I wish I was in a different world, a different time
When my life played to a soundtrack and
My body danced freely
To the beautiful songs in my head
Fear would be gone
And pain diminished
In this reality of dreams
Where walking took days
But within that time
Entire existences were created
Giving birth to unending ease and
Excitement at life
Eyes shining
Boldly singing
Gypsy-like
In my new light
So, slowly I can grow
Calmly, I can matter
Gently, I can exist
In this world
Connected to the other
Questioning what’s possible
If I only believe
From Where She Stands 