Freedom

by *broken*soul*   Oct 3, 2006


Let the clouds brush your cheek
and the sand fun through your fingers
dip your toes in a creek
and let the feeling linger

feel the rain in the clouds
threatening to thunder
get away from the crowds
and feel free to wonder

laze on the shore
and listen to the tides
as your spirit starts to soar
and everything collides

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  • 18 years ago

    by Chris Rodriguez

    A true undermining on the concept of freedom. Great poem.

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