placed to an outside wall
of what was once considered to be a home.
Portions of what could be
to rest there alone.
With all the metal scrap
before the color
can even begin to fade,
this “life” made.
Something still stirs
in the softness of felt,
like a blanket of warmth
covered in red,
that still holds a dream,
the fabric of truth
held tightly in each fine thread,
that sees beyond this caged in view,
that feels far more scattering through,
that can break through the barriers,
fill up this space
and bring back the meaning
to this heart’s empty view,
freeing from this confined place.
Original posting is located here: http://photographprose.com/2011/02/06/beyond-barriers/
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