March 19, 2005

Freedom - The chosen path

Twists and turns
Curves and Swerves
winding
like the mountain;
Around the bend
a surprise
a mystery.

Traditions,
Principles
Restraining
Controling the soul;
Temptations,
Aches
Surpassing
Breaking barriers deep within

Emotions
Running amock
Gushing
like a
Waterfall

Droplets
Slipping away
Unlocking
the Heart
Breaking the rules
Free at last
Free,Oh free!
Ah!
Freedom never felt so good....

Aarti @ 19/3/05 :)

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