SHE RISES

 

 

She rises; slowly, softly, fiercely.

She rises slowly. 

Just like the wind and the sea, she works slow.

Just like the wind and the sea, her forces are unstoppable.

Unrestrained, her quiet resilience crashes against every wall, breaking slowly every stone. 

Tumultuous, her emotion rages war against the cliffs; carving, shaping, moving. 

Just like the wind and the sea, she rises with ancient power in her fist.

Like water she dissolves every rock hard place in every heart.

Like wind she moves pieces of the earth aside forming a cave, 

a soft place for all to hide. 

She rises slowly.

She rises; slowly, softly, fiercely.