Withered leaves

better withered & free!
great thought & poem,  
jag...

One never appreciates
freedom until it's gone

So very true, animals should have more rights!
Much enjoyed this poem!

I was also thinking
about the human animal

Sad little poem... :( well done.

sad, yes. restrictions can be

I've read this several times. What I get from this is......our lives aren't always what we want them to be. So our desires wilt a way as if we are caged. Living a life we wish we weren't in, but can't get out. Sad!!!!!! :(

you got it, flowergirl

We do get lost in our own lives, don't we? I remember walking to work one day and a flock of geese flying and honking between the highrises,  towards the mountains and the rising sun. I hadn't noticed the mountains or the sun for a while, and it came as a bit of a shock to realize they were still there.

sometimes we do not notice
what's in front of us
until it's too late

For those that are 'caged'--literally, and figuratively-..trapped within themselves, separated from those simple things in life that bring soo much pleasure, then they are merely existing,not truly 'living'...w/o quality of-- Life, there is no meaning to-- Life.


A life-Lesson Scribed in Sadness

yes, a meditation on freedom,
to be 'caged' can lead to
withering

Very good observation
Good write
Good read
Kitty

I had a ringside seat.