I'm a caged monkey,
Scurrying cubby to cubical,
Looking for a place to belong,
Amongst banana leaves and greenery.
A door opens, unlocked, exposed.
Unlimited resources and wonder
Cool clean running waterfalls,
Dense lush underbrush,
Vast valleys of palm trees,
filled with exotic birds,
and sweet moist air.
Safe, I call this place home.
Inspiration and creativity flow like the spraying falls
Searching the underbrush, I find excitement in challenges
From atop the palms, I see the boundless future
My senses alive with the harmonious language of feathered friends
Secure in the arms of surrounding mountains
I can breath
within the corporate wheel.
Copyright © 2002, Trina Zacharias