By Tina Muller
The path to my happiness is blocked,
imprisoned by my own indolence and ignorance
and closely guarded by imposed boundaries and rules and regulations.
I need to get out from underneath this pile of corpses!
They are but functioning bodies with dead spirits.
Trying to fight my way towards the light.
I need to escape the stench of rotting flesh
instead, want to take a deep breath of fresh air and
let the scent of insight and wisdom penetrate me.
I need to get rid of those blinkers that were forced upon me
and see a million things at once.
I let my hair down and get rid of those stinking cloths.
A light drizzle of rain washes the dirt off me,
the wind dries me and the sun caresses me gently.
Not looking back but ahead,
I’m just standing there,
see, smell, taste, hear, feel and
that i can do anything I want.