Freedom Comes In Many Forms

Wet grass between my toes

Soft earth on my feet

Running in the sun

No restrictions

No limits

Laying on a bed of wildflowers

With nothing on

But a blanket of clouds

Bathing in the river

Watching the world fly by

Stopping time for a moment

Wanting this memory to last a lifetime

Staying in this breath forever

Free to live to feel to dance to just be


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I like this poem the best - it's all about the real you, free of anyone else's influence - beautifully exuberant imagery that just carries the reader away.