Flying Fretless

Ever she flies past lifes open flames
like the wind swift and true
she soars over mountains
just hoping to catch the view
the light of steel blue
casts glitter to her wing
the music guides her
straight and true
onward and upward
to the heavens she soars
she's got the mood
she's in the groove
can't touch down
or stay around
if you see her say good bye
she's flyin past lifes open flames
on her way to catch the view...

Michelle Hazard 5/11/03

Hi, I just met Stephen and he thought I should share this poem with you, I live in Grand Rapids Michigan so I am afraid I won't be able to participate with your readings. But that is way!!! cool that you get together in real time and space. Shell