A Loving Soul: The world you live in is a scary place, my dear
Can you not see?
A Longing Soul: I do not wish to look to that end
This world was meant to be seen.
I am the unseen seer that must go out
and spread the wings of a naive swan
to taint my pure flesh with experience
A Loving Soul: The time to spread one's wings shall come
until then you must learn to wait
Sit and wait as the ducks do
but as gracefully as the curve of the swan
A Longing Soul: The time to wait has past!
A Loving Soul: No time but the past is past
the present is here, it is now
and in the present, you shall wait
wait until the time arrives
the time in the future
That is the true lesson in life
A Longing Soul: To glide and be free!
To soar into the vast unknown expanse of the sky
and touch upon the fluffy white clouds of interaction
to be thrust into the world of the communing
That is the true lesson that life has for me
The book of life and the master of the art
all roads lead to this
A Loving Soul: You rush about too much
Any more speed and I fear that I can not allow you any exposure
A Longing Soul: As meager as it is,I do not concur
I tempt you, implore you to take this tease from me
I shall rather have it all than a simple glimpse to whet my appetite
The appeal of the outside world is too great to be only be seen through a glass window
fogged with anticipation
A Loving Soul: Then it is done!
You shall be caged
The outside world will no longer be a mere image to you
It shall engulf you, but you shall not partake in it
*The caging of the longing soul has occured*
Caged Soul: Oh, to weep for the sweet longing within me that can no longer suffice
Loving Soul: The end never justifies the means
but for the safety of your soul, i place you here and take my leave
I know that within these bars you are safe
perhaps angry, but impenetrable nonetheless
*The Loving Soul leaves*
*Upon the absence of the loving soul, the sweet-voiced Doubt arrived. That breaker of bonds demolishes hearts without batting an eye. All in honeyed tones saturated with poison tipped lies.*
Doubt: You, my darling, are in that cage
And the rest of the world, your brutal captor included, are free to romp around
We may cavort as you enjoy your caged freedom
Your captives may cavort while your caged freedom clashes
clashes with your soul
that cold, cold soul
bitter with sorrow is it not?
*But the sweetness of Doubt's guise could not fool the newly caged soul. Doubt was ushered away as the Loving Soul looked on from the shadowy corners unseen by the others*
Caged Soul: Doubt speaks words of solemn sweetness
but they are lies
All lies formulated by the bitter blows of beating
dealt to me by sorrow
But I must not succumb
The truth lies above me
and the lies spun by Doubt are nowhere to be placed
I shall lie in wait until my liberation arrives
*Thus ends the narrative of the LongingSoul that was Caged. Now, it lies in Wait. *
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