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Silent flutter...

feathered eyes trace horizon,

tattered wings unfurling

to sail upon the holistic surge

of a moon-strung breeze.



I relish freedom,

swallow exhilaration...

as my uncaged gaze collides,

ebullient, with an opaque sky.



Through mists of moonlit reveries

I wade, incandescent,

eulogize the demise of irksome censure

as self-liberated footsteps

echo in rhythmic tandem

to the beating pulse of heart.



Shedding the shadowed cloak of discretion

proscribed by my own sentient convictions,

in bemused fascination, I watch it fall

forming limpid, disintegrating pools of ash,

finally laid to rest.