Clothed in placid and intricate design
I hunger for knowledge, renewed.
Clearly visible I seek practical wisdom
Only inhibited by the remoteness of my
mind.
Piercing I ponder, when anguished I am
transparent.
Captivated by my minds ability to detach
the span of time.
In flashes of sinister memory I am
inprisoned in fear.
Repression is my gift but awareness is my
curse
Dwelling in secret places I wear the mask
of indifference
Yet the content of my fantasies craves
rest among the forest branches.
Indwelled in safety I abide, released and
enveloped in love.
Sarah Claudette Bratcher