The Cage
- Bev Martin
- Feb 9, 2024
- 1 min read
By Beverly Martin
I sensed this day would come
Said the stranger to the crow
To well and truly face my fear
Is what I must first do to let it go
So many years spent strangled
This way to exist I knew so well
An alliance with the darkness
It was almost comfortable there to dwell
So much time spent in silence
With words trapped deep inside
Unknowingly searching for the mystery
Afraid of death, afraid of life, unconsciously choosing to hide?
So many years spent sleeping
So unaware that I was not awake
Stuck in looping dreams and nightmares
Ironically. ignorant to what was at stake
My throat, it must now open
I must transmute fear to love
With.your black feather to remind me
I was below as you were above
You were always on my shoulder
A companion I had never seen
A whisper in the silence
A pillar for me to lean
You gave me the key to freedom
Said the familiar to the bird
As you spread your wings of forgiveness
I will speak up now and be heard

Brilliant ❤️