Shaking a fist at what wishes her harm <br />Calmly facing her fears of troubled alarm, <br />She fishes, heart deep, when a drama, <br />Which threatens to flood her with tears, <br />Appears, - - and she nets her spirited soul. <br /> <br />Choosing to arise erect when thrown down. <br />Determined at starting all over again, <br />She brushes away any secret pain <br />Of humiliation, not laying the blame <br />At anyone's door, - - the spirit she shows <br />Frees her selfless soul's action, reflecting <br />A generous heart. Life will not easily <br />Snatch her cheerful Joan-of-Arc, resolute <br />Ardour for tackling trouble at root. <br />By lighthearted humour. then astutely <br />She learns how to laugh with, not at, herself. <br /> <br />The way to beauty is clearly not helped <br />By ignoring the need for spiritual wealth.<br /><br />Fay Slimm<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-spirited-soul/
