I Feel Free

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I'm sitting on a bench

looking out towards the sea

And although I'm doing nothing,

I've never felt more free.

The wind blows my hair

gently around my face

as I sit here and ponder

upon the meaning of life.

Although fully conscious

of the goings on around me

I have blocked out all my problems;

for the time being, they don't exist.

Right now, I'm living in the moment.

This moment only; or so I try.

In fact, from now on,

I'm living my life moment by moment,

with no planning ahead.

And all I know right now is:

I have ten dollars in my pocket,

A book in my bag,

all the time in the world,

nothing to do,

nowhere to go.

And yet,

As I sit here, pondering,

I realize something.

For the first time in my life,

I can go anywhere,

I can do anything,

Without the knowledge of anyone.

Nobody I know knows where I am

and nobody around knows who I am.

I feel as though I could do anything with my life,

I could be anyone,

and no one would even know,

nor would they care.

I could continue to sit here

on this bench overlooking the sea,

or I could get out that book and read

or I could hop on a train

and venture around the city.

I could jump into the water

and go for a swim.

I could never come out;

nobody here would stop me.

The world is at my fingertips

and I intend to grasp this moment

before it is, once again, out of reach.

I can feel the power

I have over myself;

it's surging through my body,

eager to be used.

I feel ready to do anything

that the near future has in store,

whatever it may be,

I want to tell it "I'm yours."

There definitely is something

powerful about this;

this feeling of independence.

And although I am alone,

I do not feel lonely.

I feel free.


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⏰ Last updated: Nov 13, 2015 ⏰

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