The day has come to greet me, entering my bedroom all at once.
Bundle of sun in evert corner. Signs of life in every ray.
My eyers are dancing from blooming trees to blades of grass.
Absorbing all of springtime and in awe of the cycles we all endure.
Now I am awake, now I realize that my wintry prison has thawed away.
From day to day it seemed all too familiar, now that it is gone I realize what i have missed.
The renewal of life is more than the spring blossoms i enjoy, it is more a renewal of human life.
I feel all energies entering me.
Now that i am free I have discovered what was lost.
For my wintry holding had outstayed its season.
My heart is unclouded and pouring out furiously.
No longer my internal prisoner frozen to me, but beating wildly and unrestrained.
Letting you into its chambers and welcoming you to your new home.
Looking back at my crystal clear cage, I realize all i did was admire and hope for all that i perceived.
My blood was slowed to a simmer, my passion was stored for safe keeping.
All my sense were dulled and my awareness was veiled.
This cage had no known wardens and yet their power had effects which i am slowly realizing.
I can only blame myself for not escaping, the key was always in me. It's location no big secret.
It's final resting place just another dark corner.
Once the light of spring entered my room and shone on my being I found my key.
Once that gate was opened the veil was removed, my senses met the sharpening stone and my blood roared.
My passion was released from its vault and unleashed.
Looking back i was fooled, by my fear, my heartbreak, my loneliness and my dissapointment in love, into a self induced hibernation.
Maybe all i needed was break from my own life, from my mistakes, from my own judgement.
If only I could do this then, I would know what went wrong, or more sincerely I wouldn't be hurt again.
You cannot wound a dormant heart.
These unknown wardens were nothing more than the fictitious guardians of my heart.
They had power because i allowed it, i bestowed it.
I have no stronger enemy than myself, and now that i know my enemy he will never succeed again.
Copyright 2009 (C)
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Really enjoyed this Victor. Read "Invitation to Beheading" by Nabokov. Short paperback that fits right into the ideas you've laid out.
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