The cage

 

                                                                                                                   

I have  kept my mysteries safe,

the journey untouched by the rivers

cutting through the forest.

I’ve kept a part of mind home,

and the home is my heart,

for a part of my thoughts run so wild,

you have to cage them.

And there’s no better cage than my very own heart,

that spends a lifetime amidst boundaries.

Learn how to not step the line

from a heart that silently beats,

creating ripples across your body.

That’s how silence is,

without any swift moves, it silently creates ripples,

until you notice it.