In May
Gray rain gives way from Winter's dearth
Soul will play inside the earth
Green gives the heart
Into the hand of me
Stories, gifts and nightmares part
From prison treasures flee
And I chase them
I race them
They taunt me
They want to be near me
They hear me
I see them
I free them In May
In May
Oh it's beautiful in May
In May it's beautiful
Soft mystery
Raw magic
Her vulnerability is tragic
She is a force
It's her way
And of course
She has the final say
In May there's a madness
In May there's a sadness
In May there's a sweet angry child
It's beautiful in May
In May it's beautiful
It's wild
She listens like the ocean
She laughs at sin
She entertains emotion
Oooh she takes it all in
To the wicked and the wild
She's your mother and your child
She is a tapestry
Of all you want to be
And she can touch in you
What is true
Well her words are like the wind
Soothing you to sleep
They are never sealed or tinned
You harvest what you reap
They're the planting of the seed
They recognize a need
She is nature
She is chaos
A joker
She's honest and daring
In May there's a madness
In May there's a sadness
In May there's a sweet angry child
It's beautiful in May
In May it's beautiful
It's wild
You can see a fire in her eyes
Yeah it terrifies
If you give into the flame
You'll never be the same
Cause she's bold and she's brilliant
Not afraid to be different
She's a sage in the army
And she's always disarming
Oh-oh May is a season
With a rhyme and a reason
She will heal and renew you
As she feels her way through you
And her mind is a mirror
If you're wise you won't fear her
Cause she cares and she knows you
She's aware of what you must do
In May there's a madness
In May there's a sadness
In May there's a sweet angry child
It's beautiful in May
In May it's beautiful
It's wild
Catherine J. Moore Copyright © 2008 All Rights Reserved
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