Poem: Set Free

My heart, a bird once caged in fear,
Beat soft against the bars so near.
But whispers rose from deep inside—
A voice that time could never hide.

It said: “You are not stone nor chain,
You are the fire, the wind, the rain.
No lock can hold what longs to be
Alive, in truth, and flying free.”

My soul, a flame in silent night,
Burned low until it touched the light.
And in that glow, I saw my face—
Not lost, but longing for its place.

So I let go—of weight, of past,
Of dreams that dimmed, of questions asked.
And in the stillness, wild and wide,
I found the me I’d kept inside.

No map I need, no borrowed key—
Just heart and soul to set me free.
For freedom lives where courage grows,
And truth is felt, not merely known.

So let me rise, and let me be
The echo of eternity.
Unbound, unshaped by doubt or plea—
At last, at last, I am set free.

Thank-you for reading.

Remember there are many paths back to God.

Follow your own path,

Brenda Marie