Bound in the shallows of an existence;
Every move, safe-measured.
Every pleasure at half-step.
Never daring the tide of an aching soul-half curious…
Peering with Soul-like gaze!
Looking, barely seeing!
Hearing, not listening.
Touching without feeling!
All senses dulled by the opiate of pain, lived or imagined…
How now the Gordian Knot of my spirit untied?
How unrelenting heart? Your stoic faithfulness?
Every moment in contemplation, a moment lost.
I am free… to laugh, to weep at full measure;
To try, to fail, to change, to grow!
I am free… To love and be loved!! …