Blithe Spirit

you cannot be caged
O Blithe Spirit,
in claustrophobic spaces
of brown and green;
you cannot be held
in atoms of stardust,
or in dark sheaths
that have lost their sheen;
you cannot be owned
by heroes or villains,
and archived in obscure psalms;
you cannot be created,
ravaged or metamorphosed,
and engraved in stone or palm;
for you are the timeless,
nameless, blithe spirit,
unfolding through transient forms.