Empowerment. Engagement. Authenticity.
The Heartbreak Sonnet
The boulder, nine years anchored on that hill
is sliding. Reluctant motion but still,
descent, once begun, defies resistance
for this final unchoreographed dance.
Through sun-drenched days and starlit nights she hummed
serenades, butterfly and bird wing strummed.
Amid dancing flowers and grasses green
she spun petal wishes and dewdrop dreams.
She knows no life beyond that hilltop perch;
Splintered purpose ignites a frantic search
for a self voluntarily ignored
in favour of happiness unexplored.
At the base of a hill, progress looms high,
Intangible as a cloudless, blue sky.
(c) Kristy Kassie, September 2, 2008
