Saturday, 22 June 2013

Broken Wings Pt. 5


The elements have shifted. No longer do they mock me and laugh at my captivity. My refusal to be overtaken has brought them into submission. The sun which this morning had been cool and distant has burst into radiant heat. The breeze that drifts down into the hole and swirls around me is warm and gentle. It ruffles my hair and I tilt my face to the sun; drinking in its glorious might. I dance with the breeze, twirling with the sheer ecstasy of the freedom I have found within myself. The sun moves across the sky lazily, allowing me to soak in every radiant beam. The sky turns to brilliant shades of pink and purple, the sun disappears, and in its places takes the majestic night sky. The stars and moon are magical. I watch for as long as I can until my eyes drift shut. Peace washes over me.  I wake up from a deep sleep to the exquisite orange sky of the rising sun. Unimaginable joy rips through me like a tidal wave. I will leave this place. Soon. 

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