Inbetween

  

Inbetween


Inbetween- where you will find the fairies,
the mermaids, the dryads.
And this is where you will find her.
Is she a changeling, you ask?
Was she switched at birth, so a human child could be taken,
To the thinnest veil of existence?

She is so often between worlds, times, places, faces, and feelings.
A human body with a restless spirit,
Not of this world,
But a world between.

Hope and heart, Mind and soul,
Have little meaning when you put force to them.
Can someone truly understand a spirit such as hers?
To dance in the palest moonlight, and sings songs to the trees.
To whisper secrets to the streams, and delight at the humming of bees.

Inbetween what she once was, and who she is,
Between love and fear,
Girl and woman,
Free and shackled.

Hope and heart
Mind and soul
Have little meaning when you force them
Or When you take them separately.
She demands and admires respect.
Ask for permission, and share in the beauty of it all.
For this is the way of her kindred,
And the spirits inbetween.