When I Fall

When I fall I let myself go
When I cry I don’t hold back
When I dance I am free
At Your feet, Your rest is mine

You catch me when I fall
You hold me when I cry
You lift me when I dance
At Your feet, Your peace is mine

You are my Shield
You are my Great Comforter
(You comfort me like no one ever does)
You are my Saviour
At Your feet, I am home

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To Be Free…

He sat on the balcony overlooking the town as he played a melancholic tune on his guitar. His memories flashed back to a precious moment he had with his late wife.
Together with her in a warm half embrace, she asked him, “What do you want?”,
He replied, “I want to be free”,
“That’s simple”, she said as she smiled.
(The last scene from the movie “Once Upon A Time In Mexico” starring Antonio Banderas and Johnny Depp)

Though it sounds simple but to be free is not that simple. We all want to be free, to live in a world without boundaries and consequences.

We all desire freedom to live with carefreeness;
– free, not to be judged by the colour of our skins, by the accents in our speech or by the peculiaritied of your names;
– free to achieve all the goals we set for ourselves;
– free to love expressly and beautifully;
– free to love without been hurt;
– free to speak without been judged;
– free with no worry for tomorrow or responsibilities;
– free to make only ourselves the center of our thoughts,
– free to make an impact and not be a passerby,…
The list is endless.

Unfortunately, freedom is not absolute. It comes with a price, it comes with an opportunity cost. Love sometimes hurts. When freedom becomes absolute, a state of anarchy becomes the aftermath. Hence, we will always have responsibilities and consequences to worry about.

At some point in our lives, we may have discovered that every attempt or dream to be free has been met with restrictions and restraints stronger than a prison barricade. We may experience short temporary outbursts of freedom and we yearn for it to last a lifetime. But as the realities set back in, we discover that somehow we are not free and may have lost our freedom. In times like these, instead of pouting and sulking, we should rather make the best of the short time we have. Take that fleeting moment and live in it, enjoy it as best as you can and create a loving memory for yourself as the moment gradually fades away.

Now some boundaries are good and are for our own good even when we don’t want it to be whilst some are completely unnecessary, thereby hindering and limiting our inner drives. Some boundaries, though good at the time may have expired but, we may have become so used to its iron bars that our subconscious minds still make us believe they are there when in fact, they have been broken.

If I had wings like a butterfly, I would fly away over the mountains, over the hills and the meadows, over the beautiful flowers and the rushing streams, over the countries and cities, over the rooftops and the cliffs till I have experienced freedom in its maximum expression.

Daily Prompt: Sound, Center

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When the Wind Beckons

I hear its voice calling
The voice of the wind calling

“Come away with me, child
Soar with me thy gentle guide
Let my breeze caress thy soft smooth skin
Away you would fly with a dancing spin
Let the echoes of my song fill thee with sheer delight
As you glide and skim on the wings of the wind tonight
Up above, away and beyond in distant spheres unknown
With eerie tales of giant and aliens, galaxies and clones
Come child, ride on the clouds- thy fluffy gallant steeds
They stand still, awaiting thy command O royal seed”

And off I ran into the arms of the wind not thinking twice
Lest its voice fades faster than the throw of a dice
Come along dear friend, respond to the wondrous clarion calls
When the wind beckons! When freedom calls!

Daily prompt: Smooth, Giant

But Hope Rises…

Pandemonium breaks lose and screams pierce the still air. Despair springs to action and endurance is eliminated. Reasons fail the sane and all leap into abyss of blame and self-pity. Nightfall and nightmares assails the imagination.

But hope rises with the morning sun, it’s golden rays dispelling dark thoughts into the alley. Ideation rescues the bound and sets them free to believe in tomorrow, free to hope for their fairy tale ending.

Daily Post: Hope, Chaos, Panicked

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