Veil wrapped tightly about her face
concealing wizened eyes which tell a story.
Clothes covering the marks, every trace.
She has found herself draped in God's glory.
Words are measured as she speaks.
Her voice has deepened with each year.
Self conscious of stares sideways peeks
but time has helped the chaos to clear.
Nothing left in her encapsulated heart
but a sense of peace and feeling content.
All her fears and anger will soon depart
as she distances herself from the worlds contempt.