Her greatest fight

Their eyes meet, questioning the other's intent
Time had passed, answers too-
From person to person
Surrounding the confusion that
Came to be

When one refused
To stand up for the truth
In fear of what his consequence will become
And the other refused
To lie down in silence
In fear of what her conscience will become
A bone made brittle by that which she was asked to conform

She pushed, softly, against the pragmatism advising:
"Take the path of least resistance,
For this is not your fight to fight,
Fight for your happiness,
For your peace is all that matters
In the end."

She fell, fighting, into the dreams painting:
A pond with water lillies that
She let float into her palms
And picked up
And put down
And picked up
And put down
Until the universe ran out
Of the colours that painted her perpectual fate

She woke, wisened, to the words saying:
"Your Duty to Me,
Is to love everyone
No matter their actions
Against you."

Wisps of nightmares now pass her by
Tendrils of its smoke disappearing
Into the reality of forgiveness
That now lies ahead
As the fighter's greatest fight
She had never anticipated.