I’ve locked my restless spirit
within the cage of my commitment
– like a sentinel it paces, watching the
world unfold beyond it’s reach –

to be more than the minion of
my desires’ every whim,
– never seeking to be taught,
never bothering to teach –

counting them up one by one,
let only the even ones be done,
– or maybe every third,
forsaking not the lessons learned –

forgiving the choices made,
I go easy on the guilt,
a steady dose of perspective causes
the mind towards truth to tilt,

a reflective soul is not enough
when damned already in the stars,
so I hum a pathetic 16 bars
and marvel at the scars –

reminders of what could have been
had I not been so protected,
and let the cravings in my heart and mind
cause my spirit to be infected.

 

 

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3 thoughts on “Restless Spirit

  1. The photo of the tiger combines with your first paragraph to create such a powerful image.

    I’ve locked my restless spirit
    within the cage of my commitment
    – like a sentinel it paces, watching the
    world unfold beyond it’s reach

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