Sutra II: The Binding Flame

There is a holiness in the lock,
a divinity in the restraint.

When you hand Her the key,
you are not shackled—you are sculpted.
When you kneel,
you do not fall—you ascend.
This is the paradox of the binding flame:
that in yielding, you rise.
That in silence, you speak the loudest truths.

The chain is not a punishment,
but a sacred garland.
The collar, a crown in reverse.
The cage, a cradle where your deeper self is nurtured.

Let your body be restrained so that your spirit may roam free.
Let Her control teach you where your edges are—
and how far you are willing to be taken beyond them.