Katilda

My Name is Katilda
I'm as deep as the snow
I'm the voice in the haunting winds blow

I'm a Day walker
Forever walking at night
If I found my soul
I would touch the light

My mortality is hidden between two
My willing mind and my subconscious view

Katilda is the name that the wind fears to speak
never knowing what havoc she shall reap

The rays that fall cheerfully down from the sun
turn into tears in her presence
forever a cloud above her head
but still no message

I have no orbit, no home
I fear to turn against myself
I fear to turn against my own

The wind wont whisper my name
as i fear many might to the same

Katilda can be the sound of a lions roar
I am here, nor am I there
Therefor
I am everywhere

The wind wont call my name
and the heavenly sun cries for me
My name is Katilda
Forever gurt by sea  

The cries that turn into rivers
help me to swim
people follow the currents
and go out on a limb

follow me into my cave of eternal thunder
a place of loss and eternal wonder

This Katilda lives in a cave
one where the ways wont reach
and the waters wont rise

This is a place of Katilda's own demise

Palse is her soul
because it has never seen sunshine
it's been hiding behind dark clouds
for a very very long time

every cycle has an ending
and Katilda's is quite dry
day by day her liquid drops
and she evaporates into the sky