Untitled I(poem form)

She continued,

breathless upon

the chilled wind

and laughing at

the threatening storm.

This thundering darkness

did not phase her,

only made her spirit elate

at the thought

of dreams to come.

And, as the cool fall

of tiny prisms began,

she dreamed

of the life

she would one day

live; free

of space and time.

Danielle Shaeffer