No More Chains Poem by Tor Magnor Solvang

No master calls, no bottle binds,
A quiet freedom fills my mind.
The heavy bags I used to haul,
Now dropped, I stand up strong and tall.

A fellowship, a brand new start,
Where freedom lives within my heart.
The gentle guides, a helpful hand,
No rigid rules, I understand.

I choose to help, not forced to do,
My serving spirit, fresh and new.
I watch them grow, I learn and share,
And weave it back with tender care.

My freedom helps their own take flight,
A common good, a warming light.