My heart begs to dance in a field of wildflowers
as wide as my mind can imagine it to be;
so open for my soul to dance freely and
discover the reason humanity breathes
and craves the ability to get lost
Yet, when we do, we often end up
worse than we started, bended and broken hearted
With our minds expanded, knowledge enhanced,
those lost trudge on until their final destination,
Guided blindly by fate; where they end up
may be lead by the heart’s desire
or by assumption
It is all left unknown to our minds,
high on pondering, until destiny collides,
pushing the start button on gravity
and bringing us to our knees, crashing
into the cement below our cloud kingdom,
slicing our skin open and releasing the butterflies
held captive, long awaiting freedom
I question if where I am is where I am meant to be,
a mundane thought to succumb to
Life itself feels right, but not, all at once
but my heart will not stop until I am found
in the bend of a curving highway paved in a mountain or
in the view from a building as tall as my desire to jump
in order to test my ability to spread my wings
against the breath of mother nature
Freedom is our ability to leave
and rediscover our own purposeful meaning
of existence in a world of reoccurring
nightmares and dreams
It is in these foggy memories that
we are found wandering in
a field of wildflowers,
living and breathing
sunrise
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bonfire friends
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sadness
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purple skies
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