Tag: freedom

Dawning.

Snowflakes.
Fading upon blushed flesh,
its rivulets a frame
sketched
for the captive soul.
Gaze glimmering, hope dissolving,
an echo to the void of twilight’s end.
She longs to be released.

A breath divine.
An oasis to a threadbare wish
sculpts bittersweetness
into frosted air.
Embraced by light,
she follows the seraph’s call
and is freed.

 

Butterfly.

From the shadow-frosted timbers
to a soul-caressing ray.

From unrelenting sheaths of silt
weighed beneath an earth’s decay.

From ebbing bud to rising bloom, 
hearts exhumed to wakened eyes.

As winter’s curtain takes its bow,
spread her wings…begin to fly.

For now she is free.

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