I am tangled in my thoughts I’m trying to break free, From these chains I’m bound to, These boundaries around me. Like a whisper, I hear — “Your mind is the doer, Keeping you in cage As its lifelong prisoner You can let go, If only you dare.” There’s comfort in the humdrum
In these impenetrable walls around This mundane, this old familiar Feels so safe and sound. But sometimes -- in a fleeting moment, Fresh wind inflates my lungs; I pause for a second. Something inside me stirs -- And suddenly the cage feels small; I want to breakaway But I am afraid of a fall. I hear the whisper once again “Wouldn’t you take the leap? Wouldn’t you fly?” I look beyond the iron gates, I gaze where the earth meets sky, I hear a soft beckoning, Far away from the horizon. I cannot ignore the calling — Should I stay or should I run? Out beyond in the wild unknown, Now that I have found the key; Will I stay a prisoner Or will I break free? d.h
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