This poem is simply a timeless classic. It does something very palpable to my spirit. I makes me want to move. Dance. Live. I think the verses seem natural coming from Serena’s lips. I pray for more pieces like this one; perfection.
“Did you want to see me broken?
Bowed head and lowered eyes?
Shoulders falling down like teardrops,
Weakened by my soulful cries?”