Pushing through the garden gate.
Something getting in the way.
Look around and try to place
the reason I cannot escape.
The beauty here is so profound,
springing up out of the ground.
Never lost and never found.
Still can’t bear to stick around.
Amongst the green, and blue, and red
I have spent my life instead
of searching out beyond the spread
fecundity of life inbred.
All that I have ever known,
I have watched right here be grown.
From food and shelter
we have sown
seeds of life we call our own.
But something out beyond these walls
sings, and beckons, lilting calls
that I can no longer forestall.
Escape to understand it all.
Like the birds up in the sky
come and go with sung good-byes.
As they do, then so shall I
spread my wings and learn to fly.
Out beyond the garden gate
I’ll follow the song
and find my fate.
DJR – 2023
