Soul from the furrow
Where yester is morrow
The rare intersection
Where space defies time
Here is much power
A soul steeped in wisdom
With ancient beginnings
In rhythm and rhyme
Born from the brilliance
Of glittering starfire
Revealed in her windows
Where light is unbound
Hers is a life force
Of many dimensions
That walks sacred pathways
Inside of the sound
Chants of the ancients
That echo through time
Her music inspired
Enlightened and clear
Sung in a rare pitch
From harmony’s center
A secret vibration
The heavens can hear
She is the laughter on the breeze
She is the life that fills the trees
She is the space time cannot bend
Shira the song that has no end
-Rondym Kiefe