Safe Penintiary Poem by saranyan bee

What a brown bird,
Liberally unconfined
In her solitary home!

Fluffy of feathers
Cozy of content
Eyes upheld in trance...

On the bony branch amidst
Where the droplets of the night's torrential
Sustained reverentially by minute buds,

Where dignified stillness lend quietude,
With a soother of arms,
A harness for my heart.

Why then, the disdained stone
The flick of your eye fling
Into my safe penitentiary?

What if I reside within,
Doesn't this window bring me
The tranquility of your soul?