A Spirit that once was me…

 

 

I feel myself floating above the ground,
weightless and light like a feather,
i have no wings nor a parachute,
no wind blowing, the night so still.

Parallel to the ground high above,
i look down and see myself lying,
eyes closed, lips sealed, hair spread,
no movement, no heartbeat, no sound.

I think back and try to recollect,
what happened and why am i this way,
why am i not breathing and no one around,
covered in white so calm and at peace.

I struggle to move closer as i watch myself,
not believing that is me i am looking at,
watching my own body lose its life,
i long for a chance to be alive.

People i love weep silent tears that hurt me,
i cannot bear to see my own self die,
held close in the arms of my beloved one,
i feel the warmth seep in and yet not respond.

Goodbye everyone i guess i have to leave,
leaving behind memories sweet and to be cherished,
i have lived my life fully and have no regrets,
i embrace death gracefully and walk into its arms silently.

Born to be free…

 

My eyes wander towards the horizon,
i reach out and want to touch the sky,
my feet firmly planted on the ground,
i see the birds flying high above.

My presence on earth is for a reason,
i belong here not just as a mortal human,
i look around as people pass me by,
busy making ends meet in their chaotic lives.

I am different and pride myself in this,
worries scare me not as i am strong within,
we are all designed to achieve and accomplish,
our destination planned and routes chalked out in advance.

I am not bound by society and tradition,
i am a rebel and make my own choices without hesitation,
i follow what i believe in and listen to my heart,
i am born to be free and till death will remain to be…

I say…