Thursday, 6 February 2025

Freedom at last

This feeling is so profound
And I'm by the rocks and I am bound,
Taking a peek into the bright blue sky
I can no more ever tell you a lie;
Deceit anyway I have never owned
And it's like I'm locked in Nature's cage
Far away from the comforts of home,
Seeking the way but I know not what to seek,
Beautifully tucked in and all alone;
Thoughts of the life force without engulf me
And I am comfortable in my quandary
As beings pass by from far and about
They leave me a bit here, a bit there without doubt
And I am not tied, but I am not free,
Can't you see, oh can't you see?
The waves come forth and wash my feet
And I leave all well-wishers a duly signed receipt.
The day of Judgment has come and I've manoeuvred myself out
Of the crags, feeling like a Queen, not a lout
And my voice I use after a dark long day
Of having being held beneath the ocean's sway,
And it's sweet and melodious,
I've left all sin behind,
As someone once attacked,
Someone once tied.
It's a pleasure to enter the holy Garden again
And pluck what fruit as I may,
The freedom is very much divine,
The freedom to write and dance and sometimes rhyme.

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