Unlocking heart and mind from the past, flying
into the skyway of intellect.
Seeing the vast freedom as it covers my being
with it's total essence.
Starting me on the way into the future, rid of
all baggage from the past.
Silent and picturesque, leaving the sordid past
where it belongs.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
May you un pack all of that baggage. It does take a little time but feels great when done. That sordid past has made us who we are today. Good luck RoseAnn x