Wednesday, October 15, 2008

freedom

I soar far above the clouds towards the sun.
My wings beating fast in tune to my heartbeats.
I feel free. I am exploring new heights.
There couldn't be a better feeling.
I saw eyes meeting mine or evading mine.
It was fun. Life has taken a slow turn.
People seem to move in slow motion.
I gathered it all in, breathing a sigh of relief.
Finally a reprieve from hurt has abated the bleeding.
Of a wounded heart that's found a sense of healing.
Miracle in its smallest form.
I am once more free.

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