Free As Wind

Smile wide, feet bare, curls tied high upon her head. Scarlett skin from rising suns, Eager eyes for something more. Chirping loud while running free, she runs wild Around the yard. She slumbers quietly in leaves, With cuddles from a teddy bear. She’s there but then she’s swept away Into the ever-changing wind. Face pale, thin skin, sucked into the frozen air. Longer limbs for chance to move, Trapped inside the golden nest. Irises turned toward the sky, for hope to Find a voice within. Trapped inside a hermit’s shell, My senses come in silent white. So close and then so far away When tucked behind an iron gate. If she was graced with Midas touch, Or part of wheel of fortune’s till; She’d pray to stretch her wings to sea And never think to stand so blind. No more naïveté or loss, because of Silent wondering. Throw caution to the dark and Find a voice as free as wind.