Free ..


In brightness of the day
dark begins to sway,
the legion
of troops comforted
to find

A brief source of light
and pillow of winds
to caress
and
candle light,
both ends burning

Cold, contemplative change
with an
an endless mile,
running from the lost
to never be found

Eternity like a bus wheel
seems to be turning
Swaying from the core
the source of light
turning

A friend to share
the lonesome times
A foe to remind of the
burdened rhymes

Preface to an obligation
and comforting words
hard to find,
with a handshake
and
sip of wine

So, say it aloud
and
let it sing

We are all
a part of everything
The future, present and the past
riding on the worry of
making it the last ..

Nothing emanating from something
and everyone
holding on to someone

Freedom of speech,
is it
freedom from thoughts ?
How is absence equaled to
permanence of lost ?

From cages of belonging
you seek to be
severed from affinity
What does silence brings fast ?

Fly on proud bird
You're free at last ..