Freedom

 

 

Life leads us on with thoughts

and dreams abundant,

Then drags us back to what

this world would be,

Confined in the material and all

we know as physical;

So do we strive for that

which sets us free.
But freedom is yet also

an illusion, a fantasy of something

we perceive, yet all the time it hovers,

as a future, when Now is all that

we can ever be.

 

 

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About rosross

Editor, writer, poet.
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