the light

I can see the light
of day
outside the narrow
window
of my cell.
I see the placard
of blue,
of grey.
the essence of clouds.
I can smell
what blooms beyond
the walls,
of this
barbed cage.
I can almost taste
the lips
of a loved one, feel
her warm arms
around me,
her sweet voice
telling me your safe now,
everything,
everything is okay.