HER SOUL,

                       A THOUSAND YEARS OLD.


  Her face, a look that says she comes from a different place,


  A smile that lights up within a darkness, so young but old.


  She sings out with an operatic sound, mesmerizing to the ear,


  Into a state of wonder that will take you away, watch her eyes.  


  Appears does she as a little girl, maybe from a long ago world,


  Sings as if she has lived lifetimes, her voice echoes with years,


  It is that her soul could be that of a thousand years old.

                                              Keith Garrett