Free to fly,
Tired of flight;
Ocean beneath,
No land in sight.
Cut your Wings and be Free at last!
The Conscience
Free to fly,
Tired of flight;
Ocean beneath,
No land in sight.
Cut your Wings and be Free at last!
the pic is better than the words.
Thank you for your honesty
Both the pic and the words have changed….https://moizbillah.wordpress.com/2013/01/09/freedom-from-freedom/
A simple few lines – yet the connotation shifts depending on the state of mind in which they are approached.
I re-wrote the poem ..https://moizbillah.wordpress.com/2013/01/09/freedom-from-freedom/