Freedom
From within the forms of an opulent ambiance
A leaf I see is liberated from a tree,
It rejoices its freedom with the wind,
When I release a kite in the sky
Its reposeful swinging exuberates me,
Its freedom relaxes me,
When I watch some seagulls hovering over
The edge of the sea snatching the leftovers,
Swallowing and squeaking within the
Spectrum of freedom, then I ask myself—
“Is the freedom separable from life?”
Copyright © Mustofa Munir | Year Posted 2018
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