In a Box

Sitting in a square my knees are cramped Prying through a hole I see the dark I close my eyes and sprout wings of the lark Flapping my arms sweat coats my body damp Enclosed in a box entrapped within my mind I stretch my legs and wiggle my toes I shut my mouth breathing through my nose I burst my arms through the sides to find My heart holding me back incline My mind begins to speak out loud My box drifts into a cloud With legs I free my entwine Push pull my spirit is through A rush of air cools my soul I kneel forward up I go The world so different and new I prune my feathers and lift my wings Up up I fly high high high Up up through the midnight sky I clear my throat and sing Free free from me in a box I glide and than I float Soaring deep into the dreamers boat I lift my head to find me in a box.