Like an arrow cutting the
freedom of Nottingham forest;
Like a burdened caravan camel
under the sun of the desert;
Like a fly fighting for
life in the web of black widow;
Like a buzzard that watches
the might of Cape horn from above;
Like a squirrel that leaps
through the trees in the thicket;
Like a bear tasting the first
honey after a winters long sleep;
Like the last two mothers
on the Masada mountain;
Like the deep hidden secrets
in the ruins of statues;
Like a blind man in the midst
of the Golden Gate bridge;
Like a wild Siberian tiger
running for freedom.
Once free,
once in a den with hungry lions
I’m lost again,
in battling your love.
Image Credit - Peter Paul Rubens, with added effects by using this webiste