FROZEN

 

Wings of stone, frozen in time
On golden straw
Converted.

And you, frozen in there
Between paws
Alerted

Frozen with fear, determination
No more claws
Averted

And lift off
at dawn glistening
And small birds whistling

Graciously
Gliding, floating
At the break of the day

Intrinsic
And different
And so immensely astray

Willingly
Away, unnoticed
In your own unique way

© Darren White