The Cage
The Cage…
The Cage…
I am caged in a body, shackled with my pain.
One of these days, I’ll break this rusty old chain.
I will be so happy, flying in a breeze,
In the realm of light, dancing as its rain.
In the garden, I will chase the butterflies,
I will laugh, and I will play with no complain.
I will be so drunk drinking Morning Dew,
I will run with the wind, breaking my old cane.
There will be no tears, no more restless nights,
Only love will be there; not else shall remain.
Trust me, my dear, escape from your cage.
The cage, full of greed, always dies in vain.
Come with me, my friend; I know where it ends.
It is filled with our love; it’s hard to explain.
Our pain will be cured; our thirst will be quenched,
If you do not drink, you must be insane.
You will be everywhere, here and over there,
You have never again had worries or pain.
A thousand mysteries all will be child’s play,
Your knowledge will be all; all you shall obtain.
Trust “Haloo” he knows death also will pass,
The soul will be the one destined to contain.
6/23/2017 Haloo
* I named this painting " The Cage". It is acrylic on canvas.
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