Sometimes life can deal us cards that we find hard to accept… Those that know me also know that I am really going through the mill health-wise. The thing is though I really think we can find freedom amidst all that life throws our way. Photograph by Brooke Shaden Prisons by Sarah Courtney Dean My world is reduced to a prisoners view From a glass caged window Looking out while life goes on. There are no bars or chains in this prison Except those made from failing flesh. But whilst flesh and blood fail The world of the mind is set free To soar past the confines of freshly concerns Set free to roam But do I dare to release this fragile thing Much more delicate than the cage of flesh and blood That confines it. Dare I raise my hand and smash the glass cage And in that act of violence set free my mind Reflected in the shards of broken fun fair mirrors? Sarah Courtney Dean : I am a poet and my poetry is part and parcel of my spirit...
Women's Spiritual Poetry