There's a sense of freedom
that she feels
when she walks alone
in a crowded street.
There's a sense of freedom
that she gulps
when she shuts the door
with her dreams to sculpt.
There's a sense of freedom
that she cries
when she is caged
by someone's thoughts so dry.
There's a sense of freedom
that she accepts
when she makes
feverish peace with herself.
