Plagued with
a stripped memory
and limited mobility,
Edna sought the
natural beauty
of the universe
the celestial skies
that ominous cosmos
her lithe body
swaying gracefully
and intoxicated by the openness
of the air
and infinite possibilities
she felt small,
yet present, nevertheless,
as she gazed toward
flaming, enraging, manipulating
balls of astronomical matter
which seemed so fitting
for the midnight navy sky.
Edna prayed to those very stars;
that static simplicity
and overwhelming vastness
renewed her soul.
So it was
nature she thanked
for its grace
and sheer love, which
seemed to revive her
whenever her disability
attempted to confine and restrain her
to one place