Your tender feet treading thorns and thickets,
Your royal blood tasting wilderness,
Your charisma consigned to his shadows,
Your being submerged with his.
And still,
You were not celebrated but exiled,
Not honored but abducted,
Not worshipped but bedevilled,
Not welcomed but stained and sullied,
Not protected but shunned.
The mettle to question,
The audacity to query again,
The temerity to oppugn yet again.
Defiled and maculated,
Your exquisiteness consigned to rings of fire.
Unvanquished, every time.
Not burned but emboldened.
Not defeated but defiant.
Not yielding but valiant,
Your beautiful life sacrificed,
At the altar of piety and honor.
Your rebel spirit sanctified
By Mother Earth herself.
You, who were doubted and impugned.
You, came to be venerated and worshipped.
Your royal blood tasting wilderness,
Your charisma consigned to his shadows,
Your being submerged with his.
And still,
You were not celebrated but exiled,
Not honored but abducted,
Not worshipped but bedevilled,
Not welcomed but stained and sullied,
Not protected but shunned.
The mettle to question,
The audacity to query again,
The temerity to oppugn yet again.
Defiled and maculated,
Your exquisiteness consigned to rings of fire.
Unvanquished, every time.
Not burned but emboldened.
Not defeated but defiant.
Not yielding but valiant,
Your beautiful life sacrificed,
At the altar of piety and honor.
Your rebel spirit sanctified
By Mother Earth herself.
You, who were doubted and impugned.
You, came to be venerated and worshipped.
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Very cool. I loved the opening line, "Your tender feet treading thorns and thickets". Just beautiful. Thanks for sharing, Ruby!
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Thank you so much for your encouragement, Ermisenda
DeleteI love the language usage. It creates nice imagery
ReplyDeleteThank you so much Steph for your kind words.
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