Image original - struggled.by sollenafotografie Woman You rose up From dirt and earthiness You were not Conceived by the stars To shrink into nothingness Show me your scars The bruises of spirit that Mark who you are Scream from the places That you don't show Mapped on the inside Hear me when I tell you A thousand times On a thousand shores I will break these chains As I did once before You will not shackle us again Remember The grit of who you are The lines marked i

Image -nataliadrepina.deviantart.com There is blood beneath your fingertips Stained once more with dirt The nectar that fills your veins Reminds you what is worth The howling tale upon the wind The Crow cries out for war Tattered wings and battered things A cavern all aglow Shadows deepen calling out Reminds you what’s at stake Crashing waves against the rock Don’t break Don’t break Don’t break – Joanne Morris 2017 All my own work and design all rights reserved #