i went down into the valley

where i became trapped with a long white cane with a ball at the end

where my entrapment wore prison clothes

all dark and green like the forest dank and damp with arrows black

the fear i could feel

prisoned by people

safe from life

close to death

fear  and more

yet there in the woods

the manger stood

along with the animals

and angels with keys

and I was

with padlocks and chains and darkness of thought

the angel spoke quietly, and said do not fear,

I ran from it all and into the light with bells and sound so bright

and cymbals crashing with joy

at the birth of the boy

realising it was me

that now could see

XOXO