A Moment of Freedom
The world finally
extricated itself
from my thoughts
and became a sunlit park
being awakened by children
escaping from car seats
to run unrestrained
into the wide freedom
of a morning - broke into
a sudden eruption
of water from a sprinkler
coming to life
in the far distance,
seeding the warm air
with mist.
I felt the easy float
of clouds in a blue sky,
the bounding joy
of a retriever let off its lead
and the effortless hover
of seagulls tilting
on the edge of a breeze.
For a moment
I had the strange desire
to lift my arms, almost sure
in the belief
I could leave the ground.
Copyright © Paul Willason | Year Posted 2025
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