She whispers into the wind
Hoping her voice glides further
Over uncharted waters
To other lost sons and daughters

Ropes of perfection tighten
Her bound soul lacks energy,
Or desire, to meet any definition
Imprisoned by expectation

She wants to rebel gloriously
Dance at the vent of the volcano
Feel the Earth's nurturing heat
Flirt with thorns on stems
And kiss untouched water

Visions of serenity she sees
hoping to be reality
While these ropes cut into her skin
She whispers into the wind