a fresh strain of power by Ellen Sorensen

a fresh strain of power pulses through her veins

she is unearthly, from some other realm

dust to dust, yet alive in this determination

and with sweet crescendo, she comes into focus

sweeping through the room, a sight to behold

i've never seen such commanding beauty

or been touched by such sheer strength

she looks beyond me, beyond everything

and in awe, i let her enlightenment drown me


[written to gretel//snarky puppy & metropole orkest]