A simple path to freedom

The colors are brighter everywhere I look, even in the graveyard where bodies rest
Everything is seen with empty eyes, I feel light, I feel the same day and night, I will not fight
Lest all options, be swept.
The flowers flaunt their beauty with purpose to help you...and I
Sun keeps shining, the mountains stand tall
blocking turbulent winds from making our minds swim.
Time is psychological, this moment is fact.
The life, spirit, present, is where I am kept.

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Written in a time of clarity.

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Beautiful poem! You have a

Beautiful poem! You have a way with words. :)


~BUG~