Free spirit

 

 

 

Chains bind me
Possessions
Money
Success
Security
Weighing down on me

A stream of thoughts
Leads me astray
Into a maze
Lost
I search
for a way out

Freedom beckons
To explore my  passion
To question, criticize
Undeterred
Fearless
To rise high
On flights of fancy
Serene and peaceful
Where forms and shapes blend
And the world appears as one

When I look back
There are no chains
Is this dream or reality?
A figment of imagination?
Then all of a sudden
A soft voice
A whisper
And I close my eyes and listen
To the flight of the free spirit

© copyright skm, 1st June, 2011

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