Shackled Grace
Added 2024-07-03 20:00:03 +0000 UTCIn shadows, her spirit soars high,
A dance of rope in a darkened sky.
Her body leaps into freedom's light,
While chains bind her, an ironic plight.
Each knot is a story she weaves,
With grace and strength, she defies the eaves.
An artist paints with her twisted lines,
Creating beauty where once there was binds.
Suspended, her heart beats like a drum,
In this silent symphony of her hum.
The world is upside down in her dance,
Yet her soul flies free from its trance.
She is the embodiment of ecstasy's hold,
A vision that stirs the spirit to unfold.
And though she hangs by a single thread,
Her joy and passion will never be dead.
