Float to Safety. . .

The Prelude

From a throne made of exceptional morality
She sat silently observing a forbidden life
A new viability worth risking and accepting
The secret to the survival of her lost direction

Freeing herself from a servitude of desperation
She floated down, softly landing in her new life
A life filled with old burdened souls of intolerance
Of oblivious minds and hearts searching for absolution

~Me, 2006