Shackles

I wonder about you my friend

When we last spoke

Without need to pretend

Conversation to provoke

Our innermost secret desire

Openness that reveals our soul

Dancing at the edge of fire

Our words meant to extol

And ferment and seek

The questions that prevail

To one not to meek

To lift the obscuring veil

That hides from us the keen

Penetrating light to reveal

We are trapped in between

Our moral high ideals

And a call to release our egos

From the shackles that bind

Us to that which forgoes

And keeps us blind

To any serious attempt

To seek our liberation

To release us from this rent

To be one small part of elation

These words I write for you

In memory of another time

When there were the chosen few

That weren’t afraid to climb

And knock upon heaven’s gate

With heads bowed down

In their rapture to elate

And share glory’s crown