From the depths of deep despair,
She arose to meet me there.
On the steps of divinity,
Her soul laid bare.
She hid, scared and anxious,
For she knew not what to expect.
But courage she rustled up,
For her destiny stood waiting with arms extended.
From the darkness in the hellish hole,
From the rotting, conniving, gnashing,
From the chains that tethered her,
She arose to unchained glory.
On the steps of divinity yet again,
To be carried forth into glorious days.
The pain, the chrysalis, had to be shed,
For the glory of the morrow sought that transformation.
Now her colors shown,
She flutters on a colored rainbow 🌈
Slowly but surely staking, her path, her right, her glory,
For the journey has been undertaken.
(Dedicated to a very special person)
