Kintsugi For The Cage

My bones have memorized the blueprint of the bars
The silent architecture of inherited scars
I've worn the skin my fears designed
A tailored cage, a sleeping mind
But in the marrow, something hums
A low vibration it becomes
The anthem of the unbegun
A prayer to the second Sun

So let the tethers turn to thread
The sermon of the should go dead
I feel the old foundations crack
Not breaking out, but breaking back

I will not ask for wings
I'll grow them from the ache
This is not escaping things
It's the ground I choose to shake
I am unbinding, not undoing
The quiet, fearsome art of becoming
Call it holy, call it treason
My liberation is the reason
Every chain was ever made
To witness how it can't be stayed

The ghosts of who I might have been
Are dancing in my bloodstream now
They etch their names beneath my skin
They take a sacred, silent vow
To trade these prison-yard regrets
For sky between the parapets
My body is not just a shrine
To limits it's a fault line

I'll kiss the locks and watch them rust
Turn never into sacred dust
The map they drew across my soul
Is not a border it's a scroll

I will not ask for wings
I'll grow them from the ache
This is not escaping things
It's the ground I choose to shake
I am unbinding, not undoing
The quiet, fearsome art of becoming
Call it holy, call it treason
My liberation is the reason
Every chain was ever made
To witness how it can't be stayed

There is a wildness in the cell
It sings in every wound and welt
Not freedom from, but freedom through
The labyrinth leads me back to true
I'll melt the clock, unweave the must
And from the ash, rebuild my trust
Not as a statue, clean and whole
But as a live, unruly coal

The mind's fence, the soul's old fence
I lay them down, bare and immense
Not flying from, but standing in
The liberation has begun
The cage becomes the crucible
And I, the gold, unstoppable