The Time

“I’ll run away, till I am bigger, but then I’ll fight…”

I see you there

A pretty bird

On broken wing

Dying in the corner

How I want to heal you now

But I think you’ll shrink away

I know that you have to trust

I wait for you to lead the way

You limber to your feet

And preen your plumage down

Like you’ve done so many times

You’re depraved and you’re deprived

Can’t you leave it all behind

It is always here

For you to trip your feet:

A brutal past may in the morrow clip your wings

        You seem to come alive

        Beyond the longest time

        Why should we deny

        Ev’ry tie that binds

        Bind us to the future

        Bind us to the past

        Tonight has bound us close together

        Let yourself be loved

        Never let love go

I see you fly

Then you return

Is this a lesson

You have learned

I paid the price so long ago

Like a book you always knew

And I could have told you so

But like a book you read me too

You limber to your feet

And smooth your eiderdown

Like we’ve done so many times

Let someone into our life

Let them in, let them go

Now has come the time.

© Martin Slidel 2018