Within the Cage Part One

In the porch of my house Is hung a cage, small In it dwells two inhabitants Ounces of flesh in feathered coats Two Finches, a male and a female The vastness of the sky being denied Do they live in regret? Do they have dark remorse? Do they miss the fair fields? Do they long for the blue skies? Do they envy the birds flying high? I wonder…..! This cage is their sky and their world Here they co habit in love Unruffled by confinement Often seen preening their feathers I see them doing it for each other At times they seem to sit entranced Their songs are not of plaintive notes Across the bars they see the sun, The moon and the stars Remote from preying predators They live in unperturbed solitude Loneliness heightening their need for each other When we turn to them We hear their sweet murmurous tweets And the fragrance of their love Seeps into our wistful lives With night fall, they cuddle together Close, so close, she and he locked as one In such indivisible togetherness! There upon they sleep Drowsing…. drowsing deep! Dec.23.2022