At last! I breathe...
Freedom...
No more questions in my mind,
no more doubt nor fear.
My mind, my soul
My spirit breaks away
Beyond this wounded,
Earthy land.
And so I pause,
I soar in feathery weight
Happiness within reach
From the sapphire cottony sky.
Elated I sigh...
Freedom...Ah...Freedom
I hold you in my heart
As I await once more...
To see life
Through a cynic's eye.
That was just beautiful. I feel that way always when I step out of my classroom door at school! And when I leave the airport on a plane to go on a holiday. And most likely when I finally get these braces off in two years. I only got them on today! Fantabulistical poem. Abster.
when you see things beyond what the eyes could see, that is freedom! good write! thanks
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
'I soar in feathery weight'... but would't you want to stay there...and not be a cynic again!