THE BROKEN CAGE
I walked through the brightly hits halls of where they had taken him no longed able to care for himself, relegated now into the hands of strangers watching the faces, the conditions of those who life was now these walls.
When I felt a powerful pressence of immense peace radiating into me Drawn, I went into a room where a young woman lay paralyzed in bed.
The nurse smiled at me as she left saying, she affects everyone that way.
Indian artifacts, decorations abounded for she was called CricketHawk.
I felt this need to hold her hand, to know why was this powerful peace.
She looked over to me with eyes so bright, full of love, of joy, and said
Do not be sad because I cannot fly. Because, you see, I do. Once I soared the heavens, danced on the winds, lofted, floated. Now I am caged. Yet my heart flies. Fates have arranged I would end my life behind these walls. Patiently waiting, accepting, at peace, because my soul cannot be caged. With the blink of an eye I spring upwards. Spiraling ever heavenward on invisible winds. South where the Fires come, East where life begins, North where our life ends, West where knowledge comes.
For many years I beat my wings against my cage, raging at the powers that took my freedom and placed me under the control of another.
Despair lit my path as I searched for a way to escape. But escape was not to be. Retreat into quiet. A quiet so deep the only sound I heard was the beating of my own heart. The pain was so great that I willed my heart to stop beating. And in the quiet, finally, a voice. The voice of the Spirit.
The Spirit that cannot be contained. Spirit that flows through and between and around all things. And with eyes closed, the Spirit flowed through me.
Bringing with it the fragrence of grass, the touch of the winds, the majesty of mountains and dancing waters. And I knew that this Spirit that was and was in all things was in myself as well. And I spread my wings in honor of the Great Mystery. Never bowing my head but humbled.
I walked away knowing I had been given the opportunity to share a great treasure.
Given a knowledge confirming the truth of life hidden deep within my own soul.
We are never so broken as when we believe we are helpless, alone, forgotten
And yet even in those times we are never, never alone unless we chose to be.
I stopped by a field of flowers on the way home to reflect, to enjoy their beauty
Then I knew, life for me had irrevocably changed, my eyes, my heart opened .
I watched the cars race by, drivers unnoticing of the beauty they passed.
And as I wondered who was really free and who was trapped and helpless.
I saw the flowers part as if....there were.... someone running throught them
The gentle breeze wrapped softly around me with the scent of her perfume
As I felt again the presence of total peace, and a soft kiss on my cheek.
I knew the world, with all its distractions, could never again intrude into my soul.
For now, finally, I understood what real freedom was....and in that peace... ...........came the knowledge.........Never again would I feel alone..........
With greatful acknowledgement to CricketHwk whose words are her own and needed to be shared.
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