Who Wrote This?

Parts of me
See in you
Might be a projection
Even so
View is anew

Life is a mess
Not wrapped 
With a bow
It has many faces
It sings with the crows

It has many shades
It laughs and it pains
It can't be explained
To know the depth
Jump into the meditative mess

She will come alive
She'll laugh and she'll cry
She'll hit you and pounce
You'll be taken on a merry go-round

But she'll make you feel high
And you'll never feel dry
And you'll long for her sigh
In her majestic design

The highs 
The lows
The grey shades
The rainbows

The dark shadows
The vast meadows
The lull and the rise
Of a grand force
It'll sweep you up
Carry you out of the storm
Onto the angel's belly
Of unmarked territory
Where you can feel
You can rest and swallow
The elixir of life
With a bit of sorrow

She's waiting
Still
Till you finally open
And notice her beauty
Her charm
Her undeniable power