i sit inside, my soul enclosed,
The windows barred,
the doors secured.
The outside world it flashes by,
but i’m within
and so i hide.
The light i have, is rather dim.
it flickers some,
and smoulders lots.
The risk is great, to open up,
be seen as me –
even as i cry.
Yet trapped alone, the echoes boom;
i can’t live life
With cautious moves, and hope’s small flame,
I break the catch
on shutter’s gloom.
The sky is blue, the sun’s on fire.
My soul swells bright,
with sun’s delight.
I peer without, so few look in!
Yet, deep within
light makes me grin.
The treasures many,scattered round,
they glow with sparkles
I’m captured fresh, by who I am:
with much less strife!
I’m free to dance, the breezes laugh,
my air is fresh,
my world is lush!
The ones who hear, my music play
look in with wonder
and they say-
Will you come teach us how to play!
Author – Bill Tidsbury