A Time to Shine

I know left and right, the spirals and the one-ways, who wants to keep and to manage, the ballast and the fire.
I know the words and truth but not to make it sound acceptable to men.
May be I need to cut the wire and take air where my heart is.
My heart is up like a balloon and spirit fiery like its air.
But some have scolded me to tread the ground, look down and never speak like this, cause no one understands.
"I want to understand," is what they say, but overstand is what they do, they're pointing to the guidelines.
Or landlines for translation.

But I've a skyline reaching high for live communication.
The Holy Spirit understands, even though I stand under.
They've chained me to the ground and I have stopped to sunder.
They've lamed and made me bound and I have slipped my feeling.
They've trained me to be sound but I can't see them healing.
They've payed me not to shout His wonders from the ceiling.
It pains me to be found a soldier in their dealings.
You have the Key, Lord, help me stand in wind and turmoil.

© Zinnenwärter, 2021