Daniel Seabaugh

I cry
and feel my soul come alive

Her words like breathe 
bring life again

There’s simplicity and hope,
whispers from another land 

Speak now,
I am listening

Speak now,
I need repair

She says the birds own nothing—
the reason they can fly

Why do I celebrate their flight
while insuring my prison?

Come simplicity and hope,
Come set my heart on fire