The Cage

The deepest dark
The blackest depths
I’m falling down
With baited breath
I cannot see
Nor can I hear
But I can feel
That which I fear
The swirling mist
That chills my heart
And runs my through
With Ice hewn dart
Yet in the black
A tiny light
Flickers there
As though in flight
A perfect glow
Of purest pale
Sits deftly on
The broken shale
My cell, my bonds
This light does shake
My heart, my mind
It does re-make
My dying breath
I’d freely give
Without regret
For love would live