Free

Free.
Eyes closed, spinning with arms open to
the sky, head tilted back.
Giddy silliness, the world gone topsy turvy
when I peek open to see, it whirls around
like drunken foolishness.
The moon never shone so bright,
nor the sun's glow seemed so beautiful, each ray
escaping through clouds, strikingly golden
an arrow of light reaching the earth..
Refreshed, smiling, the wind ghosts my hair
into abstract art, strands lifting with a life of their own,
but I don't mind.
Breathing deeply, refreshed, with a loud
sigh, slipping through my smile.
The bars are bent back, I have escaped my
past...Welcome to
Free.

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