Diva

The diva strides and flexes lightly
yet her footsteps resonate
and all who sense the ripples

stop

and turn around.

Diva

The diva strides and flexes lightly
yet her footsteps resonate
and all who sense the ripples

stop

and turn around.

Her power is her freedom
her freedom is her joy
her joy is boundless
like the wind
unstoppable
sometimes soft and gentle,
sometimes like a hurricane
she takes you,
and she sweeps you up
and far away ...

Her laughter owns the sky
and all is at her mercy,
at her touch
of wilderness enchantment,
vibrant lightning
bringing rush of life,
wherever it may strike.

Bow your head in reverence
and pray!

Her smile
as you emerge the chosen one
will raise you,
a breathless moment -

Step beyond,
become immortal
in the mirror of her gaze.

Silvia Hartmann 2004