by Sara Tahlak
I wake up in the midst of the crystalline waters,
Encompassed by a state of utter tranquility,
Forsaking the world of shrewd deceivers,
A land damned with the prejudiced desires of humanity.
I ask myself with fright,
Will the truth ever be told?
In a realm where men strive with might,
Will the darkness ever unfold?
As I watch my glistening white dress glide,
Moving with the rhythm of the tide,
Entering an enchanted place where I can be me,
At last my soul is finally free.