Secret Stones

I find it very sad when we become trapped and unable to live freely as a result of oppressive people and institutions, religious and otherwise. But it is even more tragic when we remain trapped long after those who hurt us are gone. This untitled poem is for all of us who have experienced this or been in relationships with those who have.

I know
secrets
hang
from your heart
dense stones
open the windows

wings will sprout
then fly
my love when did you forget you

are free
unlock that
bone cage
release what you do not need
here
let me anoint
you with oil
kiss your cheek

I will always
love
you
fly free

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  • http://sailinthewindseye.blogspot.com HC

    Thank you so much. Those words are the culmination of a long stage in my journey.

  • http://i-never-fail.blogspot.com Craig

    We have to let the hurt go…

    I came to your blog from the church relevant site top 200 list. They have created a tremendous forum for finding new blogs that impact people.

    I hope my blog can be an encouragement to you also.

    I write it for encouragement and motivation daily.

    http://i-never-fail.blogspot.com

    Thanks for sharing. Looking forward to watching the connections grow!