My soul is trapped or so it seems
In a body where restriction teems
It feels like it is disconnected
Torn, tattered and fragmented
I must find a way to free my soul
From the clutches of life's control
Stitch it up and keep it together
Yet break free from unyielding tether
In quiet solitude I sit still
But noises around me seem so shrill
Turbulent thoughts shake my resolve
I quietly pray so they may dissolve
Slowly chatter around me fades
Through the mire my mind it wades
Something lifts and oh it lightens
A serene connection to Spirit heightens
I am floating like a feather
Earth and Heaven come together
The scattered fragments slowly bind
Enlightened is the feeble mind
Body and soul merge like one
The mind no longer on the run
Seems I've suddenly found the key
To set my restless spirit free
Freedom freedom cries my soul
Life is beautiful, and I am whole.
Meditation is freedom!
~x~
Written for Verse First - The function of freedom (is to free someone else)
Linking to Poetry Pantry #152 dVerse Open Link Night #99
