Her spirit grazed me finalizing her assignment. 
See how the caged bird flies
Weeping was heard in the lowliest corners
We were becoming unmelded from our Shero
From voiceless terror to swinging melodies
From Africa and back
Mother, sister, daughter, 
Loved and unloved
Touching, feeling, spouting
Caressing words  of wisom
A cool drink of water to the parched mind
Experiencing the experience
A rock, a river, and time
I caught a silken feather
On a golden ray of sun
And my spirit was freed to run