Has Any Mind Imprisoned You?

​Has any mind imprisoned you?
Have any thoughts their bars
Laid their shadows across your face
Like late-lamented flowers?
See the people promenade
The garden is so green
And the shadows that they cast
That by your eyes are seen

Do not reflect the murmuring
The visions of their lips
Another world would show itself
In their apocalypse.
The manacles intangible
Invisible as air
Demand the touch of some fair friend
Their demise to declare.