From a perch high above
She sat.
Feeling the sad, the pain, the hurt
There's nothing to take it away
Ignoring simply leaves a feeling or empty
A restlessness
Desperation, desperation, yearning
For her? No doubt.
For freedom? No doubt.
To run, to fly, to be in other lands
- but the feeling would come too, don't you know?
Where ever you are you take yourself too.
Best just sit with this.
Sit and watch and wait.
It's just another experience of life after all.