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Monday, July 8, 2013

Grounded

As I lie, the shackles fall, these humble walls can't hold me

Sacred memories, sainted sites, blessed past enfold me

Stars glitter in the night

Lilting melodious wind in flight

Take me up among the leaves

Share my soul among the trees

My breath is part of you

Ancient drops you know me, right

Don't leave me to these shackles

Leave me to lie here

Grounded

2 comments:

  1. What I love with this piece is that there are dual meanings I deduce from this. As always, you manage to convey a deep and profound and relatable message using nature as your biggest muse (which I know it is) and also as your canvas of metaphors. Well done!!! Keep writing!!!

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  2. "As I lie, the shackles fall, these humble walls can't hold me"

    The beginning itself was so much about free feeling that every line that followed just uplifted the spirits .. Loved this :)

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