That swayed among invisible boughs <br />Some barren ink spilled the paper was mute <br />But she never cried never over that <br /> <br />Environments white long chased through the woods <br />Landscapes horizons the measure of a flight <br />She leafed through the words <br />To see what’s between them <br />The links and borderline chimes -oh yes -she sang <br />In silence as the forests were deaf <br />But she never cried never over that <br /> <br />She set a grave stone mark a life sworn token <br />Resting its heights on impossibility costs <br /> <br />Because <br /> <br />She lived in the mountains <br />And slipped through its fangs <br />The sharp ice air to breathe <br /> <br />She begged by water fountains <br />The richest being in rags <br />A child with wind to conceive <br /> <br />©Miroslava Odalovic<br /><br />Miroslava Odalovic<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/she-said-her-name-was-written-in-the-trees/
