Day 15. I Too Have a Song Deep Within

Up there on the western hills

Where the snow still sits clean

There are birds who don’t fly

But there are flowers evergreen

Wind blows from the hills yellowed

And brings down the memories pristine

Of the times when even the bars echoed

And I too had a song deep within

It seems I have forgotten the rhythm

Of the songs so sweet

And now there are symphonies unknown

And the songs of freedom offbeat

Each moment of the day when I feel my destiny

I dream of you to pull me through

But you decide to leave me with my feet clipped

And climb to the lips of the nightingale so blue

I look down and then around

O my caged self, the war must now begin

For there is a whole new world here right now

And you too have a song deep within

Do not think of yet another breeze to take you away

For it might also hang on another sill

Hear it from the hill so far

But trust the sounds within

Lift up your arms and feel the rage

Which has the power to break each cage

Fly high before the snow is still sitting clean

And bath in the glory of the yellow sheen