She was scared from the start,
This much she knew,
How it began she knew not,
But this much held true.
The world was full of beauty and terror,
Love and pain,
Fear and courage,
Loss and gain,
Ups and downs;
A roller coaster for sure.
To survive the trek,
She would need the kind of armor,
You cannot get in a store.
She would need power and light,
fortitude and fight.
She spent her whole life hiding from the monsters,
Behind busyness and books,
And travel and words and music with hooks.
She danced and she danced,
Until the music was done,
But the danger loomed,
And the war was far from won.
She drew her weapon,
And took aim at the dark,
Peace was upon her,
And it was time she hit her mark.
