On freedom

Think of freedom
As a dance of the winds
Blowing in liberation
Think of freedom
Embracing the glorious now
As the dance of birds flying free.

Think of freedom
As a dance of unshackled souls
Synching with nature
Think of freedom
As they find it in their unique voices.

Think of freedom
Unfolding itself in a tapestry of dreams
Timeless in oblivion
Think of freedom
Uncaged & unbound
Yet contained in its own flow.

For freedom too has its edges
Inspired pauses to sense
The necessity of nurturing
A structure in the chaos.

So think of freedom
Blending in to adapt & mould
This very freeflow to its purpose.
For freedom has its reason to be.