Solace in tea, <br />vapors of places <br />beyond her. <br />She is set stone. <br /> <br />The sanctuary guards her; <br />her mentor and bed. <br /> <br />It covers her mind, <br />and in its womb <br />she waits. <br /> <br />Beyond, <br />the sun lies <br />for her. Lying <br />about matter. <br /> <br />The sanctuary <br />illuminates the <br />small difference <br />betwen <br />light and sin. <br /> <br />The eyes can <br />only see both.<br /><br />Colin Pickett<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/her-room-2/
