The Leading Lady

The life giving sound of bees humming in the vivid yellow gorse, The exhilarating sight of the Irish sea dazzling with the beauty of light, Just it's natural source, She walks with a powerful energy of her own inner force To try and breakthrough the feeling of being an outcast, She seeks the beauty in nature to find peace, As adrenaline runs through her system so fast, The sea speaks with loving gestures sharing all it's diverse complexities, The sea makes her feel she will never be last In life's race, With the constant reminder of strife, That niggles and trips her up in daily life, The skies frown when she feels unhappy, The skies smile when she is happy Trees whisper sweet and tender words as the breeze rustles it's leaves. The grass warms her bare feet as she thinks of her foes like thieves That steal her sense of self worth And the inner music dancing with her soul and heart, Nature has embraced her differences and included her in their best part, She is the leading lady of wild, open places, Where her deep emotions blossom As she feels the great warmth of nature's many faces.