My hand reaches up full of you
In this way the light follows as I tell my story to those I love
I witness my words running into time
And as I draw breath I think:
It’s like releasing birds from a cage -
These words of mine rush up in search of their meanings
It’s an undivided quest
And I am powerless
To hold captive

what longs to be free...

from

"Some Freedom" by Sarah Fordham