FREEDOM
So much talk about freedom...
The flight of a bird on the wing of spring's first appearance.
Freedom from what? Freedom to believe that I could be that bird?
That I am that bird already? The sky is so vast and so blue.
So much talk about freedom...
I like this :)
ReplyDeleteSo much longing in this poem. It reminds me of the poem 'I know why the caged bird sings'
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