Saved

Flames rise and fall within

and many cannot see.

We feel innately; we know without knowing,

but it’s so hard to resist the fear,

to let ourselves become what we can be.

A fragmented fragility, like skin wrapped too tight and thin,

was caught in

whirlpool ravagings and battered sharp on

jutting, giant, granite faces-

and we sometimes wanted to let go,

so tired of …