Her, Rising

"But they that wait upon the LORD shall renew their strength; they shall mount up with wings as eagles; they shall run, and not be weary; and they shall walk, and not faint."

Isaiah 40:31

My feet still, held
gravity pulls, I'm
still on the ground

Your wings addorsed
I stand,
faithful to the
King of the Skies

You are the messenger
of Highest Gods
you represent all
I wish to be

courage
    power
        strength

My face torn, masks
unearthed
ripped & savaged

I'm The Scream
Munch painting
art
alluded expressionism

Oils, pastels, crayon
sink into my skin
as claws rip flesh
away from my bone

I am the Fallen
you are the Rising

I am your Canvas
you are my Artist.

© Sia Jane