How free can we be
When free is different to you and me
To be free of sickness and pain
or to be free from knowledge that constrains?
Knowledge is freedom
In freedom we find power
In power, freedom diminishes
Humbled and meek
Freedom we seek
To love is to be free…
To love is to feel pain
Can freedom be found in both, simultaneously?
To forget pain, to embrace change
Can surrendering to love be the key?
What if the door was never locked
And surrender was not the answer
What if love wasn’t a battlefield
And freedom didn’t mean war?
Freedom meant contentment
Contentment meant no lessons learned
Our lessons were our blessings
Freedom means progressing
Progressing to larger mountains
A new climb in time
Atop the Peak, see the world from afar
Enchanted by city lights
City lights bring me fright when viewed from above
They flicker like freedom, on and off.
To reemerge in the city
To be one with the light — to be free.
The lights are cut; now only the moonshine can guide
In the dark we hide
The secrets in us they confide
Open confinement when darkness comes about
One in the same when light could not display differences
Echoes in the distance, silence surrounds
Unity and harmony, love and deliverance.
Peace of mind
True freedom found
Serenity of the heart
Beats of infinity
Rhythms of entity.
MG and BB
This poem itself is a collaboration with B. Florian, inspired through conversations and poetry. The sharing of thoughts and connectivity of ideas bloomed with collaboration.