What is your cage made out of?

Guilt? Hate? Fear? Depression? Loneliness? Pain? Memories? The future?

What are your keys made out of?

Forgiveness? Love? Humility? Joy? Friends? Contentment? Healing?

Do you have your keys? Or are you still stuck in your cage?

How long have you been stuck in your cage? Is it cramped in there? Or are you roaming around, searching for the way out, lost in the maze? Is it dark? Or blindingly bright, so you can’t see a thing? Is it foggy like a damp forest? Or is it as dry as dust, making it hard to breathe? Is it full of water, drowning you?

How many times have you tried to get out? Have you just given up on trying?

Do you think there’s a way out? What is it? Is it an emotion? A memory? A sensation? A person? A thought? A hope? A dream?

How did you get trapped in there in the first place?

Did you know we all need keys? Did you know that we’re all stuck in our own cage? Did you know that there’s a few ways out, but all include the same thing?

What makes our different keys similar? What could possibly help all of us, with our different problems and needs? What could release us from our various cages?

Jesus.