Place of Chains

by stewart

I am weary of things that bind. Some call them: treasures, responsibilities of life, enjoyments, everyday thoughts and activities of eating & living.

O I long to be free again: flying on the wind. Once I was a hawk and another time a dragon. This time, I am a mouse scurrying from room to room: searching for crumbs and excitement.

Let me shatter this trance and immerse myself in the River. The River will guide me to my next adventure; leaving this place of self-imposed chains, far behind.



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