Just a girl with destiny on her side
The best part of me is my hands My hands are petite and artistic My hands are like tiny looms that weave tantalizing tales My hands are pencils lightly sketching whole new worlds My hands turn crisp paper splashed with elegant words in a book The best part of me is my hands
Rustling leaves and branches Shaping creaking melodies The trees sing softly
I fell way behind on this, but I’m going to catch up! With pinpoints of light Vibrant nebulae swirling The galaxy beams
Twirling and entwining, With brilliant designing A multi-colored double helix, As rare a sight as a phoenix It is specified as DNA, And without it, we wouldn’t exist today.
Out of the darkness and into the cold, Where a maiden sings with a pure heart of gold, A waiting story that still remains untold, And sights too treacherous to ever behold, Then back to darkness where all is controlled.
Colors of Rain Frigid droplets fly From the air and through the sky Waning to rainbows Lost Stars Constellations shine Forming brand new shapes each night To find their lost names Trees Stroke the Wind Reaching through warm air To touch the sun and the wind Trees caress the breeze
Illuminating the sky, Like a flame you dance, Chasing away the darkness. Revealing shadows with light, You guide me so bright, Like a lantern in the night.
A World of Chaos Chaos savagely reigns the lands, Crumbling into a desolate world of sands, The fate of Earth rests in our unworthy hands, And there we will make our final stands The Tiger Luminous yellow eyes, piercing and keen, A majestic striped coat, soft with a sheen, An agile body, yet powerful and…