R. M. a revelation

when he opens up
the world closes in on him
the headman closed the window
the woman with the white long gown
closes the door
they will change his name
the one that fits his revelation of who he really is
then he moves on
to a new life

this now he is as brave as a lion
carrying the truth of his sharp teeth
his strong legs and claws
make the great leap

from one cliff to the other
below him the abyss
between him
the invisible bridge of his connection
to the the truth long hidden

he is silent now
but free
his solitude becomes a tree with long leaves
full of flowers are the branches

now the butterflies like him are free
like a chameleon tired of changing hues
he sticks to the color of the wind
the warmth of the sun
on the lush grasses of the plains

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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