Introvert

See the girl?
the heart languidly 
folding in on itself?

See the stings 
marching, tip toeing 
through her mind?

See the stubborn antiphons?
they stay constant and
Resolute!

See the little girl from the
start of time. Clay
being kneaded.
by what?

See the trust?
echoing in sacrifice
and hope.

See the mind,
vagabond scrutiny,
seeking peace.