Could I learn from you – freedom?
I felt your heart wasn’t chained
your mind wasn’t chained.
You had no securities
and you were at times
like a snail or the wing of an insect, still moist and sticky.
Is this enough
to be happy?
I wondered how you’d come so far (half the globe), in gentleness, fluidity. Perhaps through the fine cracks, oblivious to the solidity of the rock?
Did you just decide the walls were invisible to you
Was this enough to be happy for a few moments?
There was no fear in you
Of things you could feel
things you could think
things you could remember.
Even though, like me
you are you and not-you.
But you had no fear
or of losing face: you had no face to lose.
you just walked as a living being.
I felt free when near you.
But perhaps I know where to go.
Rather, how to abide.
I’ve always known this is the path
but never seen someone do it.
Now I have nothing to lose
(except perhaps the illusion of gain)
the road is becoming more hospitable as my baggage is burnt and the embers become simply me, lighter
Since age eight
I knew my thing in this world is freedom
but what is freedom?
I felt today that it is
the ability to accept your breath unhindered