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Her Salvation


Bursting at the seams with soul Limitless, feverish in its cage The carnal, vigorous life untold Impossible to assuage. For her to cease, collapse, consent Yields endangerment to her heart. Fearful is she of breaking down And being ripped and torn apart. By letting go of pieces slow Her soul, it would not stay. And then the world would never know She who longed to fly away. To put a pen down to a page Did lift her up and higher. Can no man squelch, nor night blot out That soul that burns with fire.
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