Cell to Sanctuary

As the door swings open,
I escape the hot airless confines,
Of the cell that confined me.
I breathe the air,
Although cooler and improved,
It leaves that subtle taste of poison,
Just a trace to remind me,
That although free from the cell
I’m within the realm of its reach.

Via a nearby cavern I find my escape,
And within it,
Lies a a silver bullet
That travels through time and space,
Soon fired, the bullet overcomes many obstacles,
On its long journey northward.

The bullet eventually begins to slow,
As concrete gives way to grass,
Mountains loom in the distance,
Grey clouds become blue skies,
Fields of yellow flowers kiss the afternoon sun.

The journey continues,
I pass over green pastures,
Where creatures bask in the warm sun,
After clusters of dark cypress trees,
The bullet slows, and approaches a small settlement.

Within that settlement,
Smiling faces busy themselves,
With the final activities of their day.
Some stop to talk and laughter fills the air,
Children pass by rejoicing the end of a school day,
The silver bullet finally comes to rest,
Within a leafy grove its humming stops,
And its warm body begins to cool.

I step out into a fresh fragrance,
My senses awakening,
It’s as though I’m breathing for the very first time,
I am safe within my sanctuary now,
Surrounded by the armour of nature,
and protected from all hurt.
I am delivered,
I am home.