Pale lit forest limbs
Like brush strokes from a palette
Wiped clean by moonlight.

I awoke with a start
to the silence of no beating heart
lying there underneath my ear!
I wanted to choke down my fear
yet a scream was about to unleash from me
when suddenly your beating heart broke free
and made me realize it had never really stopped--
my ears were all plugged up and when they popped
the sound came through at last so loud and clear--
"lub dub lub dub lub dub"... sigh...so precious to be able to hear!

It's time to fly
A little birdie told me
I hope you get your dreams
And at that moment
I knew, I already had them
Because time is not linear
It circles around us,
Weaves through us
It is our breath and our blood
Our hopes and dreams
Time is a magic remedy
Not, as most see it, an enemy
Trust time, trust love
Have faith
In what's above
And what's below
Faith in-between
Your toes
Listen to your ears
Taste your mouth,
Feel your essence
Smell everything,
Everything but your fear,
It is no more
See your dreams
And you will be
Living them soon

These bars on the window, they keep me in
Though they are not quite what you would expect
They're not strong or thick, but flimsy and thin.
Instead of iron, they're made of plastic

Although they do stop me physically
It is not in the conventional sense
Of "lock her up and throw away the key"
More like the subtle warning of a fence

They shun the thing that is fueling my fire
Leaving me in darkness, too familiar
The heaviness keeps at bay my desire
To leap into unknown, the barely blur

They trap me not like the bird in a cage
Rather, they stifle, like the soul in rage