Bound in Chains

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You've found
Yourself
bound in chains,
pulled into a
surrealistic place
of bleakness
dread
and horror,
horror at this
incomprehensible
enslavement—
How could this be
in a world that
is supposed
to be awake with
love, compassion
and understanding.
Freedom—
I See You,
I have not
lost sight
of you,
You see me,
Our eyes meet.

I know the captor,
Your heart knows mine
and lifts a moment
out of the darkness
with Hope—
I have spoken in
hushed earnestness
and determination
into the captor's ear,
told him of his error,
and, I will gather
all the gold and
precious jewels
in the world
to free you,
for you
belong
to me!

In response, and inspired by a poem within the book, THE GIFT, Poems by HAFIZ, The Great Sufi Master, Translations by Daniel Ladinsky.

Certainly not to say I am a master or even an apprentice in any way of poetry or mystical insight—all is simply a creative endeavor to see what my own mind and heart may say of the poem, to try and put it into my own words, or simply to respond to the ideas set forth by HAFIZ, and translated by Daniel.

(My apologies, this footnote will be repeated as I intend, at least presently, to continue in this mode for awhile. I am quite curious how AI will interpret things and how I may work and play, tweek words and such to perhaps change the direction AI is taking, in the end, hopefully to make a dream worthwhile sharing.)