Black and white people with red and blue hearts, pink and orange in mind, picture a sunrise here and a sunset there. And yet others, with violet and golden in their eyes capture a moonlit desert.
Dried streaks of black and white on this canvas of mine Splash it with colors when it’s moist and gray Add some yellow to its blues And redness to its pale face Plant fresh greens in its old brown embrace.
Divine spaces in stirring souls Nebulae between stars Fields between particles Blackouts between dreams Crackling, sparks between flames Ascent and descent between notes Stillness between breaths I am somewhere between tripping and rising Unfathomable sigh ~Inside spaces~ Sigh unfathomable Rising and tripping Between somewhere am I Breaths between stillness Notes between descent and ascent Flames between sparks, crackling Dreams between blackouts Particles between fields Stars between nebulae Souls stirring in spaces divine
I stare at the key; key to the caged me, which yearns to explore the blue yonder where it is meant to be Magnificent it is; a constant reminder of my triviality, passes down a look of pity with its nuances of artistry An easily forgivable treachery.
But oh the key lies there, far away from my reach and I’ll have to break free For how can something which is not a part of me; which is foreign to me have the power to stop me?
The cage now a battlefield tests the capacity of a soul fueled with perseverance and quest for knowledge Alas! it could not hold in my shooting aspirations anymore.
And thus, I broke free of the coldness in the confinement A warm flurry of wind beneath my wings to revive the curiosity to revive those dreams…
Off I reached straight for the sky Yes! this is what freedom feels like. When I can explore; When I can experience; When I can interact to discover myself and correct my course I am free…