She was a Runner,
She had been running all her life.
Running from Pain, Loss and the back of Hand.
It’s all she’s known. Retreat.
It had woven a circle around her, weakened her, made her forget everything she was.
Her Purpose, Her Strength, Her Focus, Her Goal.
But, like an answer to a prayer,
He came to her, a pillar of Strength.
Tall and Dark, he’s eyes burning into hers like the rays of a Lighthouse,
Illuminating the hull of a ship lost at sea.
His gaze, balancing her, killing her fears.
His heartbeat, echoing hers in perfect symphony,
Calming her, Stilling her.
His Presence and Assurance were constant, like the Northern Star.
His arms were strong as he held her up, protected her, shielded her from all that would hurt her,
Nay, all that would even think of causing her pain!
He poured his strength into her, giving her the essence of his being.
She didn’t need to run anymore; she wasn’t afraid anymore.
Under his care she transformed to a Lioness, nay, an Amazon!
Strong enough to attack without mercy any who dared her!
He gave her the Strength, Wisdom, Unconditional Acceptance, she needed to transform.
He supplied what she had never experienced before, unwavering Loyalty
She need not run anymore!!
She stops Running, she Stands Fast.
She digs in her heels, squares her shoulders,
Jaunts her chin, steels her gaze. Her eyes narrows.
With a final toss of her auburn hair, she turns around, she walks forward.
No more retreating, no more reaction, no more running away.
She stood fast! Like the god Vulcan in living flesh,
Fire blazes from her very pores, she heats up the atmosphere with her heat.
She stares down at her would be challenger,
A smile caresses her lips, it’s both hard and soft.
Her gaze catches and holds its stare…unblinking…
Bring it on!
Trish 2018
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