Daily Archives: January 18, 2016




She’s always swimming against the flow of the thick soup

With a history of purple bruises and invisible arrows

Scratching her head at the cross roads

Sarah only smiles when she sees the cues

When she falls she’s bounces

The scars heal quickly

While the aura slowly bleeds

Every choice accompanied by a thorny rose

Beautiful and brilliant further away form familiar tortures

Into the arms of the sweet unknown

Sarah only smiles when she can

The breaks heal quickly

While the mind screams silently

She’s dancing in the kitchen twirling in the smoke

Leaving the African Potteries crushed beneath

Pulling sufferers out of the soup

Into the freedom of understanding

Sarah only smiles to soothe them

Sarah only smiles

When she can

©Mints and Wisdom 2016