The Body Beneath

The words sound like she is falling

apart, but she is coming together. Rebirth

is not measured in months. 9

years ago her body was a volcano

erupting with night to release repression

Dreams dwell in darkness more easily than light

and the voice that calls out to Truth must breach

the cloak that binds. She is a human

awakening through layers, shedding

the heavy garments of deception

while the body beneath blooms light