Uit Wandering Spirits

Mystery

Stretching your arms to the skies

Screaming out in agony

For all that do not know us

Your feelings are a Mystery

The whip comes down, the leather bites

Throwing welts on silken skin

Calls for mercy seldom heard

Your mind is in a spin

They gaze in silence, amazed, aghast

Puzzled by the Mystery

Of pain and pleasure, pain and joy

The extasy of your agony

Frodo