Touch of Light

An open window

The breeze quenching a thirst

For my hot, dry skin

It was so warm

I was warm

I was burning

Dying to be free

A bar-less cell was my home

My words were my keys to freedom

A piece of paper

A screen

My mouth

Anything that released them

Released me

A world that was always outside my reach

Was mine to create

When the words flowed

A house on a hill

A hammock by the sea

An island to myself

I traveled the world

I yelled into the void

I was in Asia

Where the rains washed me clean

I soared to Nairobi

Where the skies lifted me to heights never known

I hovered above the skyscrapers of my city

Crying out for anyone to pull me in

But not pull me down

I hid in the corners of this town

To hide from the darkness

So careful not to let anything in

Not even the light

I collapsed

I was lost

My light

My words

My love

My heart

They bring me to my knees

They keep me near

The free me

To reach the world that was here all along