The Way Out

The sway of the trees,

Dance with the way of the winds,

A cry echos,

Silence.

The crowd watches in anticipation,

As thunder has its tantrum,

You feel trapped beneath the soil.

Waves sway, fish swim,

Trapped in a large pool,

Where you realise however far you swim,

You're stuck.

The stars are your guide,

Through the unforgiving dark,

The crowds cheers,

Locked away in the city,

You've found your freedom,

Where judgement doesn't exist,

Your true home,

Here, the forest.