No rack can torture me,
My soul's at liberty
Behind this mortal bone
There knits a bolder one
You cannot prick with saw,
Nor rend with scymitar.
Two bodies therefore be;
Bind one, and one will flee.
The eagle of his nest
No easier divest
And gain the sky,
Than mayest thou,
Except thyself may be
Thine enemy;
Captivity is consciousness,
So's liberty.
Beautiful poem about freedom in her time. Torture of the soul is more the norm these days. Destroy the spirit and the dweller destroys the body.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
......a wonderful write....an eagle represents freedom ★