I Am Free Poem by Zyw Zywa

Whatever comes over
as desire, only briefly
sticks to my experience
how relative it is

I can live, I am free
from deficiencies, I do not suffer

from pain, passion or troubles
not from the chaos of love
or ambition, I don't wait to see
what I get thrown

I am too good for that
my friends tell me too

I follow my interests
and that's not the way
of motherhood
and high expectations

but that of the beauty
of you name it

in which I am silently absorbed
One thought
without thinking
of anything else