Tools to Freedom

poetry

A heart blooms in the sunshine,

As bliss as the morning hue

Eternal

Love that burns with such passion,

Illuminating the night time sky..

To bask in such ambiance that the colors can provide,

Life, death, such is the raging tide

Beneath the layers of thick ice,

Inside the spotless mind..

Freedom and Lies. 

The flickering of immortal doom,

A treasured hope, one that consumes

Given the tools to free the mind,

Escaping the boundaries of time

Spotless does the revival seem,

But all is nothing to the death of a dream.

Freedom, one might shout

But death lingers around the corner,

All is nothing but an illusion..

The haze, the mind's confusion

Relaxation and meditation

The heart beats with melancholy,

But it blooms flowers in the sunshine

As rolling colors consume the haze,

Freedom.

If only but a taste..