The garden cage

In a forsaken garden
Sat a young woman
Questioning why
She was
Unjustly
Locked in to this small cage
Of limited expectations
Bounded by obedience
Domination
Punishments
Unwarrantedly
Imposed

 

Temptation
Or
Freedom
Was just out of her sight
On the other side of life
Hanging in the tree of death
That was holding
The knowledge within
Her existence
The understanding
Inside her
Demise

 

In the Awaiting
Was her innocence
And
Immortality
Slowly crawling
Towards her awareness
Was
What was believed
To be
Those misinformed
And
Misleading
Thoughts of freedom

 

Her choice
Was for her future
Found for the moment
Thru
The inner freedom
Of womanhood
Its internal pleasures
The outer peace
In enlightenment
Through equality
Only to be driven out
Of her garden of clarification
Into the valley of his despair

 

Done by the one
That stood beside her side
In the beginning
Sending her back
Into that diminutive cage
Of obedience
Restraining
Her freedom
Stood the man of her time
The keeper of her locks
The guardian of her cage
But not of her soul

 

Within her being
There was
An inner spiritual strength
Setting man’s
Soul burning
With interest
A newfound passion
Within her
There was
An intellectual power
Of
Illumination and guidance

 

From within
Her very essence
She taught man
To think
Within his choice
To hold
A new vision
Contained
By his reality
To exist
Within that
Revelation

 

Inside her
There was
Also an emotional power
An intuition
That shattered
Those mental walls
Which man
In his foolishness
Of acceptance
Had manufactured
Around his awareness
But not her consciousness

 

Yet she was, sent back
When she was
Leading forward
Now that the cage
Has rusted
The lock
Has dissolved
The man
Who stood once
Before her
Is no longer
Her keeper

 

Why does she
Still sit there
Fearing
Her leaving
Wondering upon
Her choice
When her essence
Is liberated
She can now
Lead forward
Once again
Not in blinded faith

 

Rather
In the clarity of sight
An inner awakening
Illumining
Her travels
Towards
Her being
Of self-worth
As a woman restless
Yet content
She still sits there
With confusion
Shadowing regrets

 

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The garden cage

Reviews

[Alana McGuire]

This is seriously amazing. I love the story and the word usage and the flow and the format and the shape and the captivation. I just really like it as a whole. It's definitely in my nonexistent Favorites Folder. :)