Creativity

Used to be so afraid of losing my mind all because of my relation with my rather crazy mother used to live in fear whenever anyone mentioned mental health an anathama to the spontaneity of my dancing heart and mind as eppervescent shadows mingled with creative sparkes and egnited my imagination and translated itself into increased energies and ideas I sometimes feel that I have been dormant for so long as fear choked off my creativity like the morning glory chokes everything that grows around it well no longer it's as if someone has opened a window and finally let the fresh air it and now I can sense the temperature smell the scents of all the wild things that grow I feel like I have been released from a kind of prison where only emptiness I would live to know.