Rise - Arise

Rise - arise Maybe this depression Was simply a repression Of my freedom of expression, Especially when my thoughts Descend and turn into should and ought. Maybe I’m scared of the commotion Of my boring or wild emotions And my deep longing For connection and belonging. I’ve tried to break free But mostly, feel lost at sea. I’ve known my prisons And maze of divisions And dark tunnel Where all I seem to do Is crawl and stumble. In my despair I suddenly notice something: Yes over there, A small candle of hope And a mountain rope That I seemed to have missed Or, flippantly dismissed. And as I slowly climb I look down and find In the light of the sun, The ashes of all the work I have done And the sprouts of the seeds Of the life I chose. I gasp as the wind blows Away, the last ghosts of the shadows Of who I once was, Because The distance shows me - at last The man I am, is becoming more and more Free from the past. © Sangeet Portals, 01.2023