Conforming minds and broken hearts, engulfing me, swallowing me within
Tying me down as a feathered beast in a cage
Holding my power, stabbing my pride
They try, not to succeed
to kill that is safe in my soul
To witness the glory,
the colossal strength
Give them a heart, unfearing as mine
I lay low in quiet surrender
Only to gather all that is within
So warn them o winds!
Of the heading storm, of its rage and beauty,
Of its challenge to this world, of its promise to this life !
2007
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