She can't be caged,
Even if you were of a mind to try:
That would be like tryin'
To capture sunlight in a jar;
It's that hidden power She possesses:
Those powerful muscles that do not show
Like a carnival attraction --
They lie skin deep,
And ready to be called into action;
That is one of the marvels of Her,
And why, much as you might want
To contain Her with you,
She must run free forever:
To that wild spirit She must be true.
January 12, 2009.
Copyright © 2009, Ricky A. Pursley. All rights reserved.