Ready To Fly Inside Poem by Simon Collins
Ready To Fly Inside
There is nothing left
to ask aloud for
the child has grown
yet still wants more
to fill the void
to run away
when voicely called
or softly prayed
his leaden feet
cut through shame
by blood red rules
slow, yet run again
and fear not flight
so he calls the stars
and moon tonight
for deep inside
it burns a blaze
he calls and cries
for peaceful days
for cocoons to wake
to all that flies
to gather around
then fill the skies
with newborn wings
shadowless now
so the sunbird sings
and so inside
these realms await
his beating wings
of love
to celebrate
Beautiful piece of understanding those enchanted by the idea of escapism.. many moons ago no-one dared dream past their workstation... now thankfully we get that chance are even encouraged to dream but others go that step further..i do so hope i understood this piece right but im now doubting myself...
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4/23/2024 7:09:29 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Beautiful Simon, just beautiful!