Arise and Come Away With Me…

She ascends the stairs, weary
Feet heavy as anvils
Heart holding a cry of unbelief

She is wound in ropes of her own imagination, 
Tightly enclosed, held captive
In boundaries self-imposed

Packaged neatly into her own
Lowered ideals, vain-glory aspirations,
Failed initiations

Fear is a dark blanket, smothering,
Choking back holy dreams
She carries the passive murmur of the deceived

Her eyes, then dull with pain
Begin to flicker at vibrant images
And vibrant faces

Softening begins as a ripple moves
Under her feet:
The beginnings of a thunderous sound

The sound of heaven echoes
From the domed ceiling top
Invading her countenance

The syrupy scent of praise erupts,
Canvasing her dreary face
While shadows fade

Her heart moves from right to left
A snap of fibrous twine is heard
.… one more and then another

She hesitates at losing her grip.
The thrill of risk overwhelms her.
Yet determination overcomes her.
 
Pushing back every restraint,
Colors unfold a radiant face

Her hands and fingers
Flex with light

Her arms raise and wave and
Fan flames and fire

Her chest ignites and burns
With love

Her body sways with
euphoric delight.

She spins and kicks,
Limbs stretching, rising

Excitement rises in her throat
The pressure of thrill fills her mouth

She yells with passion,
Shouting loud

A blistering scream,
Melting a heart

Heat rises through her,
Filling her veins

She shimmies and worships and
Dances out the night

The sun rises, taking over her gaze
As she gathers her white gown
And unveils her face