with what dampened spirit
darkened by the lack of constructed windows
barred by self imposed restriction
are these bars fashioned?
when the key lies within reach
and sight
glistening on it's dark hook
faces turned away lost in howl
consumed in resentment
imprisonment is a choice if not the preference
here are the steps winding up the rounded walls
a bannister carved with birdwing
the edge of a tapestry visible on the tower wall ascending
motes of dust floating in the window beam of sunlight
the freshened wind moving easily
the climb not far to the tower room
with it's candles, it's desk and books
the view of green fields and forests
the river beckons
the ocean blends into the horizon sparkling
what rise is needed
what door opening
what past transgressions annulled
for freedom's repose?
All rise
All open
All forgiven
All for freedom
for All.
About the Creator
susan marie loehe
everything is Art, Art is Everything.
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