Greta

Her playground, her courtyards
Are out of this world
You can realign light
But you can’t take tame the girl
And her eyes are the size of lagoons
All dreaming wild
In the morning
The universe shines
From under her skin
The delicate pattern
Of places she’s been
Her baby days
Coiled up inside her
Like ribbons all tied
Greta be good to yourself
For goodness sake
You existed in moonlight
Before you were born
On the turn of each calendar
Inside and outside
Observatories clocked you in stars
They were holding so dear
Greta be good to yourself
You’ve always been here