Barefoot Beauty

I can feel the anger within my fingers The infuriating recollection forever lingers I sway to the beat of the singing blues And pick up the memory, it’s mine to use I feel it still and still I become The electric music, I hear it hum My legs, closed. My wings, spread. Second time around, I break you instead Standing whole, its now over and done I let you chose. Fight, hide or run No longer climbing, I am the well Deep and clear, with wisdom I swell Reflecting cloudless, clear blue skies A lux light to which now blinds YOUR eyes Beware the angel, her wings will smother Beware the wolf, with courage like no other Beware the owl whose eyes do pierce Beware the tiger, both beautiful and fierce Beware the snake, unnoticed and unseen Beware the waters, both troubled and serene Blocked by a shield of immense immunity Beware the girl, the barefoot beauty.