My spirit paces like a captive bear,
set limits by a fence of tempered steel,
that with its shadows marks its deadening seal
on concrete ground that passes for my lair.
You are the sun that shines between the bars,
that fills the unknown sky above my head,
whose dawn of hope brings life where I was dead,
whose radiant warmth can soothe and heal my scars.
The day will come when we will both be free,
I from my pound and you from bonds of pain,
and there will be no bars, no barren place;
I in your light and you in my embrace
shall know the fullness of love’s ecstasy.
But now I turn and pace my cage again.
Wild Bill Balding
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/damn-the-fence/
