Where I Am Free

WHERE I AM FREE My freedom lies beyond the cloud of unknowingness beyond mists of time where I disappear into olive groves which furl and unfurl in slow dawns Here there are no gates latches or rusty keys nobody entices with tickets to a show and gala gifts dark chocolate or apple orchards Where I am free translucent dragonflies and red quilts are escaping memories rooms filled with roses and ferns or silky scarves do not exist promises evaporate as steam Desires for dancing legs warm marrow, wet kisses or tears, scars are packaged like data bits with grapevines Angels appear only to take a peep Where I am free I do not exist There dwells what you seek and what you seek is an illusion of Light which lives then dies in milliseconds of ecstasy To touch it is to orchestrate melodies as a harmony of unknown instruments to convey Creation’s glances Not all can come where I am free ! GhairoDanielsPoetry2014