Beautiful Swan
Izadora Hoffmann
The Moon hangs heavy, a silver, fractured eye
Watching the willows as the soft winds sigh
The air is cold and carries the scent of stone
In this lonely hour, I feel profoundly known
The reeds are silent sentinels that stand
Guarding the shadows of this barren land
My feathers are still gray, a color of the night
Waiting for the promise of the coming light
But the silence calls me to the water's edge
Where sorrow makes its solitary pledge
Though fear may clutch me with its icy hand
Tonight, I choose a fate I understand
I will be a beautiful swan
Dancing on the dark lake
I will be a beautiful swan
For beauty's lonely sake
Against the shadows where no sunlight breaks
My transformation for the world awakens
They say the darkness will forever stain my form
That I am destined only for the storm
They see the awkwardness, the wings that drag and fall
They do not hear the future symphony that calls
But in this deep reflection, clear and cold
A different story waits to be untold
The transformation is a pain I must embrace
To find my truth in this isolated place
And the silence calls me to the water's edge
Where sorrow makes its solitary pledge
Though fear may clutch me with its icy hand
Tonight, I choose a fate I understand
I will be a beautiful swan
Dancing on the dark lake
I will be a beautiful swan
For beauty's lonely sake
Against the shadows where no sunlight breaks
My transformation for the world awakens
Oh, the burden of the spirit, deep and true!
To shed the old skin and emerge anew
A creature of light born from the heart of night
A final, perfect, agonizing flight!
I will be a beautiful swan
Dancing on the dark lake!
I will be a beautiful swan
For beauty's lonely sake!
Against the shadows where no sunlight breaks
My transformation for the world awakens