Who Am I Now?

Who Am I Now?

Who am I, and
 what are my gifts to the world?
 I’m a feather, a reflection….unruly, unpredictable me.
 Don’t try to put me in a box or slap a label on me.
 I need space to breathe,
  to fly.

 The wild animal placed in a cage
pines for the hills, the forests.
Wasting away
unrecognizable to former mates
 nothing left of their former self.
Where there was joy, now despondence.

How to reclaim their former glory?
Can the captive be restored?
Can there be beauty in captivity?
What lessons learned
 can create something even more beautiful?

In a cruel world,
the cage may be a savior.
Another chance to dance.
Another way to be.
Quietude, time to think,
observe.

Once freed, now what?
Old patterns are broken, old haunts
changed.
Mixing old with new,
transformation is never easy.
The scars are apparent.

Putting the puzzle together
without the picture.
The pieces may be combined in any number of ways.
My choice.
which begs the question….

Who am I now?

Debbie Luke  6/6/2011