The lack of fame
my spirit free
A bird uncaged
amongst the trees
Its weight not lifted
and never there
My breath in sequence
above the air
The lack of fame
art’s greatest gift
My oath to no one
allegiance kept
As thoughts go hither
and feelings yon
My soul untempered
—my words to song
(Villanova Pennsylvania: September, 2018)
Sep 7, 2018
Sep 7, 2018 at 11:09 AM UTC
The lack of fame
my spirit free
A bird uncaged
amongst the trees
Its weight not lifted
and never there
My breath in sequence
above the air
The lack of fame
art’s greatest gift
My oath to no one
allegiance kept
As thoughts go hither
and feelings yon
My soul untempered
—my words to song
(Villanova Pennsylvania: September, 2018)
