Freedom

“Sometimes I feel like I’m almost gone” 

(with thanks to Richie Havens)

I so want to wake up to a new beginning,
to see the sun and hear the birds with delight.

I don’t want to dread each new morning,
constantly wishing away the days to the week’s end.

I want days of calm, hours of quiet pleasures or joyous diversions.
I want fun, fresh air, laughter, and long walks, hand in hand.

I want music, theatre, books, and art.

I want to nap with a dog, do the crossword puzzle in bed; 
read into the night.

I want to greet the dawn with coffee on a swing set,
want to close my eyes looking forward to what next I’ll see.

I want time for nothing.

Time to do as I choose; unfilled moments with no plans or regrets.

I want to choose my path, to walk the Labyrinth, to travel freely through my mind.

Freedom to determine my own companions, 
opt for my own desires; make my own choices.

Chart my own journey.

Ronda R. Scott-Marak
© 24 March 2015