Ramblings of a Northern Girl — Speak to me
You speak to me with quiet, heart-felt hope.
(Daylight approaches cautiously in this ever uncertain world)
You speak to me with firm, purposeful promise.
(A challenge of youthful optimism disguised as a gift of a simple chocolate treat)
You speak to me with determined, steely spirit.
(What matters most is brilliantly obvious in the complicated sphere of our life)
You speak to me with honest, realistic resolve.
(The delicate threads by which we are all connected, strengthen as we rise once more)
You speak to me with courageous, selfless soul.
(Pay attention. There are limitless, memorable moments in the life that we create)
You speak to me with gentle, imperfect possibility.
(Differences, variations on a theme, matter. Be mindful. They all matter)
As this slumbering world is roused once more, a tiny spark, a boy with bricks, ignites the half-light with distinct, captivating clarity.
And once again, a legacy to last beyond this remarkable minute remains, as you speak to me.
