Invisible

Days In The Blackberries Field

restless soul 
flies from the inside 
no way out

throws me to the lions 
in and out of cages
faceless and armless

no one sees 
inside is a secret path
I anticipate

For Carpe Diem Ghost Writer #15, ”Kabir the Indian poet-saint” by Kuheli

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