Caged Tiger

Amid the chaos Amid the storm The dark clouds were adorned By a dome of seven shades And a silence prevailed A stillness was proclaimed The leaves, the petals stood amazed While the birds flew in haste As the sun shone on the cage Where a tiger was in rage Roaring, and Sighing while still in chains Long forgotten was the valley and these lands A storm arose in the flowing cascade Making the dried leaves red by blood from a crusade To dig up the key from the swamp In hope that a devine hand will descend to help And the chains will be broken And the tiger will soon be running in the wild Ferocious... notorious... with an incredible zeal On the cliffs, in the meadows and deep in the woods #ecofeminism ~Paghunda Zahid (29th August, 2021)