Growing Wings

Hidden in the darkness Bereft of light Lost in the dungeons Of endless fright Their moods transform Joy into night Questions for strangers Forgetting what’s right Slow states enrich the stage As a shard of light Pierces the blackness Making one spot bright Step by step, dawn Pulverizes night Shattered rays call to Metamorphose into light Temporal butterflies emerge Dried wings soar to an unknown height Who would have thought They had such might Lone stranger watches as His subjects gain sight Mesmerized by escaped prisoners Forever leaving the jail so tight Joy rebounds and The wondrous flight Truth lost for ages Announces what’s right His dark photography captures The ancient night That records their journey Into the bright light