Verses from the Soul

An Eternal Tune

There once was a maiden, patient and wise

they said she could make time stop with her eyes

her hair was a waterfall, loose and free

and she stood tall and regal, like a tree.

Her skin was dark, but her eyes were bright

warmth flowed through her veins and she brought the light

she cared for life, and loved it so

but watched serenely when it had to go.

There once was a maiden, carved of ice

they said she haunted the snowy nights

her skin was white, her eyes were cold

bringing back the sorrows of the old.

Her song was the wind, her tears swirling snow

she danced through the mountains and valleys low

chasing everyone away as the moonlight shone

and deep in the woods, she slept alone.

There once was a maiden, young and fair

they said she had the sun in her hair

her eyes were green, like cheerful new life

full of joy, free of turmoil and strife.

She wore flowers in her hair and grass grew where she stepped

she made things come alive, even when she wept

for her tears were rain, and her smiles were light

that was all she needed, to stop an eternal night.

There once was a maiden, fierce and bold

they said she painted the trees red and gold

she was as swift as a fox and as silent as an owl

the rapid rushing wind was her defiant howl.

She had hair made of fire and eyes made of mirth

she drew mischief from the squirrel and adventure from the earth

but beware the scarlet maiden, is what they say

for her carefree laughter means the cold's not far away.

There once were four maidens, born from sun and moon

who danced in never-ending circles, to an eternal tune

round and round they went, never stopping for rest

and they will dance forever, as Mother Nature can attest.