Ascend, beautiful being
The Thread
Her leap of faith, A credence to a force unseen
The Stand
Standing defiant The rebel rebelling Silently screaming Raising tattered fist
Slow Motion
Muted movement under water, a dripping droplet, out of turgid, swollen sea
Depth of Light
Dare we contemplate the depth of light?
Paradox
Shadowed light and cautious stepping Never healed and unbroken
Sat in Silence
The sting of living, Tears falling from her hair
The Truth of the Essence
“Let go…” Spirit whispered, As it breathed in her eye, It doled out the infinite, In one easy sigh,