Her Soul

That gilded cage with its… heavy quilted, ironclad armour is Home to her soul She's been busy racking up layers while her soul burrows deeper and deeper yielding to the cage's allure as it whirls through timeless wormholes birthed by life's orbit Her soul carries on swimming through Sands of eternity Oblivious to the obvious realities that cage is a Shield though at times it obscures the view in its cleft, a haven is found by a soul yearning for silence and nursing a craving for stillness This chest feels empty at times the emptiness speak volumes it’s the kind that never ever lets up it’s loudly echoed by the heart's throb as it obediently irrigates a life a duty that will not be deprived This prison is a Safe house entry is denied to most it’s limited to a selected few and that after meticulous scrutiny exits are but a fantasy and thus glisten with the appeal of the unattainable One fateful day her soul in a trance teleported into an abyss of quickened desire where a glimmer of unfounded hope sparked a wisp of courage Her soul rose to the occasion and offered its fears for a sacramental sacrifice as its terrors rose to the surface, she cradled it in her arms to soothe it with gentle crooning Her song a mantra of rebirth Of a buried seed that in time sprouts and shoots past its confines When it finally matures, it will sow it’s seed to the wind while its fluff takes to the skies and beyond its roots will nourish the womb of the mother Her lullaby purified the sacrifice as darkness fell upon the cage turning it into a cozy cocoon… While her soul hibernated She in patience stood sentinel armed with love to keep the terrors at bay as nature sows it’s wild oats This heart is a Fortress that serves her soul while it mans the post It will remain on ice