Key not found

So much love, she has.

So much light, she has.

So many perspectives, she understands.

Places to go.

Smiles to see.

Music to fly to. 

Yet she’s stuck, in this cage of her’s.

Her spirit is locked, with it’s key hiding, far, waiting to be found. 

She’s dying for souls other than her nest to unlock this fire inside her.

She is a light screaming for it’s switch to flick on.

A blanket full of fear she will not be a warm enough heater.

Full of panic she will not be the sun this earth needs.

She wants to be the stars and the moon that enlighten someones night.

She wants to be the magic soil that carries the growth of your trunk, branches and leaves.

But her key, needs to be found.

Please, universe…                    unlock her.

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

Gentle, wonderful and amazing use of words for the mercy of love. We need love and we can look. Real love can save us, fake love can break our heart. Thank you Sarah for sharing the amazing poetry.
Coyote

[Attentive_Ambience]

Hmmm ~ I definitely understand the poem, but I'm not entirely convinced that it's finished. You have strong imagery interspersed with weak phrasing thrown in between (I don't mean to offend!). I feel like if you piercing the beginning with some strong imagery, that the poem would turn itself up-side down. ~Well, it's up to you, how you wish to have this written. I still very much enjoyed it. Thank you for sharing! ^^