Amber Hearts

Amber hearts beat to their own rhythms... a mere echo in this light...(Didn't you know?)And the stars are her only company when she hears them. With golden streaked hair...lost in mid-stance...always moving with the rhythms...would there be a tomorrow when the sun would rise? Or would it just be another echo? Here she stands in a distant land and nothing but her hands as a guide for nightly air holds her despair.... nothing more would she know...when the hardest part for her is letting go.