He said I was living two lives,
And that multi-tasking is impossible.
As he bled into his television,
Becoming static,
And cosmic background –
He died,
Instead of trying to understand,
That two lives, or four
Can be as one..
A princess and a scholar,
A fairy and a daughter,
Can rule, study, fly and grow,
With the same heart.

I lived from and I lived for,
I lived from the gift I was given,
And I lived for the gift,
I long to give,
Yesterdays and tomorrows,
And I spent today
Building the bridge between.
And if that bridge burns,
Know –
I didn’t start the fire.
But I did build the bridge.

© A Fantazien Window 2023