neither did she run to
neither did she row
choices that she clung to
slowed channels in their flow
until the day she stepped up
out of murky waters into clear
answers could just swim up
simple open seas to steer.
"Freedom has a flavor"
winds whispered as they passed
So the rudder of her tongue said
"Sails spring wings from each mast"
Another level her life lifted
Gone the need to try
so she sailed into the sunset
Forever free to sail like sky.
