She found herself
In the face of oblivion
The absurd crawling
Around her neck
She chose to venture
Like a servant risking
Her one talent
To obtain the heavens
"Will it come to nothing?"
She asks her God
"Is it all a mistake?"
She repeats to herself
But despite the uncertainty
A jewel of truth
Impressed itself in
The armor of her soul
In the gnashing winds
She found herself
In the eye of the storm where
She found her self
Jul 23, 2021
Jul 23, 2021 at 2:18 AM UTC
She found herself
In the face of oblivion
The absurd crawling
Around her neck
She chose to venture
Like a servant risking
Her one talent
To obtain the heavens
"Will it come to nothing?"
She asks her God
"Is it all a mistake?"
She repeats to herself
But despite the uncertainty
A jewel of truth
Impressed itself in
The armor of her soul
In the gnashing winds
She found herself
In the eye of the storm where
She found her self