Free Like the Breeze

A short poem about slowing down.

Is this the world that was meant to be?

I had a different vision

Back when my tired eyes could see

How did I let this get so far?

I'm all alone out to sea

Head barely above water

How will I breathe?

Two never became one

It's always you versus me 

Every night I find myself

Down on my knees

Begging, crying out to God 

Please, oh please, set me free

More for you is never enough 

When all I crave is to slow down

Touch, feel, smell the earth 

It's always rush, always more

This is my last plea

He created all of this for you and for me 

No time to see the magic all around us

How can it be?

All I want is to be free

Like the breeze  

Reviews

[willweb]

Hello, your poem's title brought the Lynyrd Skynyrd song to my mind, "The Breeze" Opening line, "Well now they call me the breeze. I keep blowing down the road" Your poem has the same theme sort of and I get the desire to slow down a bit. This world is moving at a record pace and to me it feels like all of us are missing a lot in process. Each day just flies by, when do we get to stop and smell the roses? Nicely done.

[Ann Outlaw]

Oh you just made my day, I love Lynyrd Skynyrd. Thanks for the kind words and thanks for reading. I'll be forcing myself to slow down and I hope you do too.