How they danced
behind tall walls of Pine,
dripped in clear blue
wishing to be seen
like children
pent up in a cage
their eager eyes drooling for sky
small fingers clasped around
chain-link,

their throats held rivers of song
behind steel-

it grew out, touched the invisible compassionate ocean of being,

crying for release
all these bright words
jumping up and down
behind the great wall of Silence.

I looked everywhere for the gatekeeper to free them
but only the blank page laughed
cruelly in my face.