Armor

I can be soft now.  

Soft hands  

Soft smile  

Soft body 

Nothing to defend from,  

nothing to resist.  

My soul speaks,  

and my body listens. 

The power I twine in  

always overcomes.  

Amongst the herd,  

it does not belong  

They could not defeat me,  

this has been the secret all along. 

It is the chief conductor  

of the sun's invictus song.  

I walk in the sheath of its armor,  

I perceive no distress.  

A fierce tigress with her cub,  

it supplies and protects.  

I breathe in its territory  

and I must confess,  

this being cares for me  

so true, I do not second guess.

Sheltered in its keep,  

a freedom where I rest.  

Secure in me,  

I have succeeded in this quest 

This is safety  

the Self addressed.  

The fruits of bravery,  

a life fully expressed.