IMPRISONED FOR LOVE

IMPRISONED FOR LOVE To have an easy sail at seaI paddled my canoe alongSitting at the tail boardI glided gracefullyLike footsteps to a mileLittle thrusts in rising waters A paddling pendulum swungLeft and right in nippy sequenceStreams of sweat ran down the spineThe salty sea water hurt the eyesSteering steadily, emotions swollenIn turbulent sea, down and up again The tempest rose, hell storm swayedThe sail deviously rose high upDrove the boat into a whirlpoolShoving the shattering frame downAgainst the wall of the ocean waterAs it sank into a long black hole Thrown out into a hollow rockI sat there looking at the skyAbove a little cracked openingUncertain in my bewildermentHow I became so cramped upIn a Fuji house of confusion In this cage, I found out lateTo my incomprehension, rod ironWoven round the rocks in a the patternStrange, all around me, restrictingWith limited freedom and space to sitTo move around, feed and ooze Were these rods made of real ironI would have called out to the welderBut they were flowing current of adorationCommitted and nurtured through the eonWhen the wind blew high at meridianMoving toward the eastern borders