Here she comes. She's as bright as the morning. Everything is open andnundone. Here she comes. She is stepping on lightning. Heights bow to beg her to come down. And she says:nnDon't fret for me. I will not fall. I'm carried.. Don't fret for me I willnnot fall. I'm carried by the watermelon trees and the pink and purple seas,nby the sunlight seeds and the sugarberry bees.. by the water woven gowns and the rose pedaled cows, by the bubble beaded towns and the hoola -hooping crowds.nnHere she is. She came looking for answers- flushing the pipelines, diggingnfor gold. I am sure she will find what she came for. Finally all this willnunfold. And she says:nnDon't wait for me I need some time, don't follow. Don't wait for me I neednsome time, don't follow me.