Freedom

Freedom
drifting away
feeling life
wane from
within

a new life
emerging
hovering
above
broken useless
vessel
pity for
what was...
excitement
for what
will
be

soaring over
plains
fields
that abound
with flowers
the scent fills
the air
animals
mingle
in harmony

contentment
finally
fills her soul

on the
far horizon
cathedral peaks
spiral
reaching
to the
heavens
calling
beckoning
waiting for her
arrival

no worry of
what lays
ahead
but knowing
there is
finally....
sanctuary
joy
love
release

freedom.

awaking...

slamming

back into
that
broken
vessel
the pain
of all creation
overwhelming
all
pounding
on her chest...
sickening
voices screaming
do you hear us
come back
we love you
we need you

no....

not again....

if you
really
loved
me
then why
did you
keep
me in this
hell

 

© Virginia M. Pendergast, Feb. 2000

 

Music opening this page: "Things With Wings," Liz Story(!!) from her album, "Solid Colors"