FREEDOM
Freedom is something that does not
exist for angels
Only joy
only pain,
Yet I remember
once
when we had wings
there were moments
between heaven and earth
when it felt
as if we were tied to nothing at all.
And freedom
was a point between destinations.
Every one of us
was fearless
unbonded by love
the day we fell.
And long ago
(or yesterday)
our shining siblings
wanted to know:
Is falling freedom?
Well...
this is what I learnt:
Travel far enough down the path of joy
and pain will meet you with a lover's kiss.
Choose wisely
when you discover your will.
Falling too
is only
a point between destinations.
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