Wednesday, December 26, 2018

Free


dark clouds churn and tangle
a sunbeam streaks the air
the threshold of the century
opens before us, beckoning
like a puppy caught in its fence
how will we answer the call?
should we turn away in ignorance?
nay, the Light sweeps into us
and we face the darkness with joy
we succeed in our hopes with laughter
our mirth not only heals the heart
but opens the doorway to a new dream
where we are everything we desire
overcoming worry, doubt and dread
moving higher, lighter, brighter
coming into the realization
that we are free

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