Rest

She sways and moves with grace

Dancing in the sea of the moonlit night

She is illuminated by the flame

Burning from deep within the sun in her eyes

The ashes that swirl around her face are pulled by the wind's bitter tide

The shadows beneath her feet extend selfish hands to grip her spine

The hairs on the back of her neck stand straight up to embrace the sky

As the pillars of this earth collapse like frail bones aged with time

But fear has no home in her heart

But fear has no home in her heart