See My Sister Soar! Bright eye's filled with the shadows of time. The evolution of my sister is an invigorating sight as she stretches, reaches, grasps, grows, blooms! Look at her over there standing on ground that amazes even her self. I smiled when I found evidence of her inward development, shining. I applauded when I saw her stepping high, moving forward with pride. See my sister soar! She has joy in her voice, new peace in her heart, I see the beauty of her soul. My sister has courage in her eyes, knowledge in her mind, confidence in her walk. Yes, my sister soars! My sister is up there, way up there, soaring like an eagle. Finally, she is where she belongs, elevating to the highest heights of her capacity. Moving at her own pace oh so carefully, ever so gingerly, at the rhythm that only she sets. She is filling the voids by knowing and loving herself, and has even learned to like who she is. My sister has recognized that everything's okay. She's okay! And she says that it's alright to cry, for she understand the tears, and fears, because she now understands the woman and the little girl within. Oh yes, my sister is soaring! She has risen to a level where she not only knows, but acknowledges what she needs as well as what she wants. She has now extended to the God-given power, that dwells within, permission to rule throughout. No longer is she powerless! Her strength comes from above by what was planted inside and now my sister soars! I see it all. I feel it all. And I'm so happy because I share it as well, for when I see my sister soar, I see me. See my sister soar! By Carla Young Nix 12/96
Bright eye's filled with the shadows of time. The evolution of my sister is an invigorating sight as she stretches, reaches, grasps, grows, blooms! Look at her over there standing on ground that amazes even her self. I smiled when I found evidence of her inward development, shining. I applauded when I saw her stepping high, moving forward with pride. See my sister soar! She has joy in her voice, new peace in her heart, I see the beauty of her soul. My sister has courage in her eyes, knowledge in her mind, confidence in her walk. Yes, my sister soars! My sister is up there, way up there, soaring like an eagle. Finally, she is where she belongs, elevating to the highest heights of her capacity. Moving at her own pace oh so carefully, ever so gingerly, at the rhythm that only she sets. She is filling the voids by knowing and loving herself, and has even learned to like who she is. My sister has recognized that everything's okay. She's okay! And she says that it's alright to cry, for she understand the tears, and fears, because she now understands the woman and the little girl within. Oh yes, my sister is soaring! She has risen to a level where she not only knows, but acknowledges what she needs as well as what she wants. She has now extended to the God-given power, that dwells within, permission to rule throughout. No longer is she powerless! Her strength comes from above by what was planted inside and now my sister soars! I see it all. I feel it all. And I'm so happy because I share it as well, for when I see my sister soar, I see me. See my sister soar! By Carla Young Nix 12/96
The evolution of my sister is an invigorating sight as she stretches, reaches, grasps, grows, blooms! Look at her over there standing on ground that amazes even her self. I smiled when I found evidence of her inward development, shining. I applauded when I saw her stepping high, moving forward with pride. See my sister soar! She has joy in her voice, new peace in her heart, I see the beauty of her soul. My sister has courage in her eyes, knowledge in her mind, confidence in her walk. Yes, my sister soars! My sister is up there, way up there, soaring like an eagle. Finally, she is where she belongs, elevating to the highest heights of her capacity. Moving at her own pace oh so carefully, ever so gingerly, at the rhythm that only she sets. She is filling the voids by knowing and loving herself, and has even learned to like who she is. My sister has recognized that everything's okay. She's okay! And she says that it's alright to cry, for she understand the tears, and fears, because she now understands the woman and the little girl within. Oh yes, my sister is soaring! She has risen to a level where she not only knows, but acknowledges what she needs as well as what she wants. She has now extended to the God-given power, that dwells within, permission to rule throughout. No longer is she powerless! Her strength comes from above by what was planted inside and now my sister soars! I see it all. I feel it all. And I'm so happy because I share it as well, for when I see my sister soar, I see me. See my sister soar!
By Carla Young Nix 12/96