Nellie is failing.
\nShe is deep in the mine.
\nThe caverns are calling to her.
\nVoices, somewhere
\nin the asylum of the darkness.
\nThis is no place for a child.
\nNo place for Nellie\u2019s soul
\nto be captured.
\nHer life belongs to light.
\nBrought to a meadow of grass.
\nA place where she can count the birds
\nand feel their lightness.
\nExpand the wings folded inside her.<\/p>\n
In my prayers I call to her,
\nto follow the sound of other voices.
\nHer brother and sisters,
\nwho want her to be comforted.
\nTo leave the old clothes
\nworn out by life,
\nand look at herself in the mirror
\nher mother is holding.
\nA girl,
\nunafraid and smiling.
\nBright as a button.
\nUnscathed by the labor
\nof the earth.
\nBeing guided to Heaven,
\nsafe and sound,
\nloved and happy. <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Nellie is failing. She is deep in the mine. The caverns are calling to her. Voices, somewhere in the asylum of the darkness. This is…<\/p>\n