Brooding skies
Tell me
I am falling
The weight of grey clouds
Like gates of a foreboding vault
Tell me
I am falling
I feel it
In the walls
Of my heart
Drops of sweat gather
About my forehead
My thoughts ache
And yet
I am
An artist
And this is the adventure
For which I have yearned
To be free
Free
Free
So why does freedom
Feel so dangerous?
Why will my tense body
Resist it
Do I wish to cling to the security
Of imprisonment?
I must call upon courage
Deeply possessed
Birth right of all
Limitless oceans of strength
Awaiting those who seek it
And I will believe in the sun
Although invisible to the eye
This morning
It is there
To warm
My juddering soul
For in the storms
We are like mice
Huddling together for safety
Our tears should not be shed in pity
We should hold each other close
For we are human
We have fear
And courage
We possess despair
And hope
We live
Yet we will die
Sep 29, 2016
Sep 29, 2016 at 1:41 PM UTC
Brooding skies
Tell me
I am falling
The weight of grey clouds
Like gates of a foreboding vault
Tell me
I am falling
I feel it
In the walls
Of my heart
Drops of sweat gather
About my forehead
My thoughts ache
And yet
I am
An artist
And this is the adventure
For which I have yearned
To be free
Free
Free
So why does freedom
Feel so dangerous?
Why will my tense body
Resist it
Do I wish to cling to the security
Of imprisonment?
I must call upon courage
Deeply possessed
Birth right of all
Limitless oceans of strength
Awaiting those who seek it
And I will believe in the sun
Although invisible to the eye
This morning
It is there
To warm
My juddering soul
For in the storms
We are like mice
Huddling together for safety
Our tears should not be shed in pity
We should hold each other close
For we are human
We have fear
And courage
We possess despair
And hope
We live
Yet we will die
29th September 2016
