From the dust I came
To the dust I will go back
For the time in between, dust to dust
Let me be free
To do what I must
Let me be attached,
With no strings
Let me fly and explore
Before I am no more
May be for some of you, I am not worth a dime
But as they say it is a matter of time,
I followed the herd till I could
Suppressed, held my breath
And listened long enough
About time that I set myself free
About time I smile again...
About time I catch my soul to be myself again...
Philosophical and profound. Man is born free but everywhere in chain.Death can free us from this chain.
From the middle of a herd a smile became warmer... a tied body sometimes may give to one the freedom it search for... a soul's freedom of thought and wonders. As for the real freedom we may not have untill we became dust, true... Great poem, thank you for share.
I really like this one! About time that I set myself free About time I smile again About time I catch my soul to be myself again Love tha lines there! Great poem!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
very rhythmic poem, but the most important is its message. the poem sounds like a silent voice... good one.... sad but good. i wish you always to be free. because all people were born free... free in their life, actions and feelings.... and i wish you to see just light around you, have a warm heart by you)))