Isobel's Room

Isobel's room has windows to the sea

And a color so dark as I’ve never seen

Her honey coloured eyes, only open in the moonlight

For when night falls... She prepares her..... Flight!!

In her beautiful garden there are only red flowers

To remind her of death and its... And its power

The dark waters are as salty as her tears

But she does not spill it over cos lost fear!!

Isobel´s room has a hole in the roof

So she can hear the wind laugh

And the sound of the wings, looking for spring

But her fingers are bare now!!! Without..... Rings!!

But isobel cannot stop

No more tears to drop

Without fatigue, without vertigo

Also without a path...or a road to go!!!!