The scene is cast,  
the bolt slams home,
turn of a key,
and Fear is stowed forever.



The moment is lost
as imposed walls and chains evaporate,
revealing a cowering retch
unaccustomed to freedom.



Eyelids tentatively lift
on a sight of delight.
Joy races ahead of the Heart
seeking endless opportunities.



But where does one venture?
No sign posts to guide
There's comfort in confinement
but even this dissonance falls 'way.



Time to take a plunge
first steps a thrill
stolen dreams realized
one boldness follows another.



Clouds don't cover
they're 'round about to be discovered.
Freedoms a myth,
when one stays anchored in obscurity. 

Ted Agombar
http://spaces.msn.com/members/ted-in-korea/