Endless sky above
Many trees of pine
Roots deep into the underground
Shooting up to the divine

Water falls in search of ground
Or whatever may then be found
To rise one day like the dead
Falling around cursed stone
Fear the teeth of deer
Mouth hallow of shallow bone

Rise from the rubble
Find that which you have lost
Your strength is in your weakness
Burst the risen bubble
Flood into the light
Together, reunite, and fight
That which calls imprisonment "freedom".

- Jay M
December 10th, 2021