Once in a while
I stop and look back...
To see if I feel,
the burdens of my past.
Do the ghosts of the dead
still haunt me?
Does my chest feel
the crushing weight of the memories I disgust?
I smile and turn around;
Turn around to my future,
Satisfied.
I can feel the colors...
Which paint my life like a rainbow.
I can smell the flowers in the breeze
I can feel the passion of fire
To embrace whatever it faces
I can feel the warmth in the moon and the cold in the sun
I can feel myself floating,
Floating in space;
Free of everything around me
I can feel the happiness
Settling on the bottom of my heart
Satisfied.
