Sun beams bathe immobile form
Eyes stare, lips pressed, face forlorn
Swirling thoughts, quagmire of confusion
‘What is not’ causes disillusion
Arms crossed protectively, warding off danger
No one dare approach, friend or stranger
Unwelcome solitude cloaks her shoulders
Intense shudder, skin grows colder
Gazing blankly at azure skies
Mind asking questions; “Why? Why? Why?”
Adverse affect, condition beyond control
Yearning to escape, cannot break hold
Moment passes, lifted veil
Shoulders relax, slowly exhale
Essence warmed by suns pure rays
Stepping forward into the day