Free At Last

Free At Last How I wish one day just wake up to lie down under the rain In the dessert, watch an apparition of water and discover a fountain where I can approach wet my dry lips imagine the unimaginable a harvest in the desert that would hasten to hatch and fortify the unfortunate roses. In that same desert watch the green grass moisture with dew and visualize two hands offering me a bouquet of roses looking colorful and beautiful while walking towards the one tree that exists to sit under it and decide to have a life and be the one to calm down the storm & leave my foot prints running in a straight line as a memory for my escape when I will feel safe to emerge towards society. Today my hands are longing to caress those who are not here yet how gratifying it feels to enjoy the joy of the growing beauty that one tree in my desert giving birth to hundreds of baby buds that will grow up fast might not last, still that growth will leave a trace. In my mind even when they die I know they will resurrect next time when I am not here I will leave with those images still engraved in my mind that a tree mother not like all mothers delivers life than death again and again until its time comes to follow its destiny like all of us. My thoughts are traveling with them to relive my voyages a past full of memories that allows me to bring them here in my desert live with me, I am never alone I have pictures, conversations, I remember during my job or vacations I am a busy man even while sitting in my chair yet I go for long trips everyday where my thoughts love to fly. I like living I have sometimes been widely despairingly acutely miserable racked with sorrow but through it all I know quite certainly that just to be alive is a grand thing. It will be a long walk out of the desert, after having dwelt for a long time I wasn't held as a prisoner or against my will I needed to be ready to venture towards a new landing place on this earth, where I can forget yesterday and rediscover who I am now, and who I will be tomorrow. I am ready without any self pity as now I have a superior power that was built between me and me in the desert, I gave a strong push to my thoughts, I am still young, and will grow up today before tomorrow. Nothing will slow me down starting now. Therese Bacha 1/2/13