Monday, September 20, 2021

Freedom of the Mind

The ice is slippery, 

I fell

into another dimension

winter of the soul

freedom of the mind.

The earth is dusty,

I stepped

onto the prairie burning

summer of the heart

freedom of the mind.

The stone is sleek and polished

I glanced

at it under the rushing waters of the river

spring of the vision

freedom of the mind.

The leaves are red and orange

I quivered

floating like a piano melody

rise of the spirit

freedom of the mind.

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