EASTER

She traces her skull under the skin
This is the cage or the home
She was born to live in
Her instincts are buffering
In an aged moment
She’s just waves rolling over
A storm ravaged torment
Beach-side she’s planted
Before a horizon
You know who you are
Screams the gull overhead
She does and she doesn’t
While her feathered friend grins
Like a bird in the know
Like a strong undertow
This is gorgeous she says
This captured existence
Collecting clues in a literary manner
Hedging her bets
Getting ready the spanner
She picks up smooth stones
Slides them into a pocket
Saved for the day when
She needs to unlock it
This life this lesson
This something missing
Graves are an insult
For whatever that’s worth
The dead should never pollute the earth
Quick as she can
She skips over the sand
Quick as she can she
Reboots life now stalled
This ongoing lesson
Of who are the ones to
Tear down the walls
It is gorgeous she says
This wounded existence
Gate crashing it seems
Never ends with the wishing
I’m here now she cries
I don’t need permission
I’m here now she whispers
I have got a mission.