There is such a place, you know--
one that transcends time and space
and visions of what you're supposed to resemble,
and the limits placed by the digits of your mortal age.
I can feel the presence of it in my bones,
where the sky is never ending and liberated
and the sun and moon can openly converse
and love and exist, without the rules of superiors
who like tragic love stories and twisted histories.
Whatever you decide to do,
whatever you decide to feel, there are no restraints
to keep you from the prospects of flying, or dreaming,
or embracing things you had to let go of in another existence.
There is no fear, confusion, or awkwardness,
no doubts of not belonging, of not deserving
to exist in such a place where your soul can be pure,
and you don't have to try so hard anymore.
You don't have to try anymore
to be a good person, because you are one.
You don't have to struggle to hold on to yourself,
you don't have to feign ignorance or enlightenment.
You can breathe and smile openly,
and every smile is so breathtakingly beautiful that
you glow and transcend above all heavens and insecurities.
The ground is soft and supportive,
giving way to your feet, that no longer
feel so tired and heavy from having to labor to live,
or from constantly running away from demons and voices that tear
at your conscience and soul.
No, you can now feel as light as air itself,
soft feet running on sunkissed clouds that formed from
tears of happiness.
When it rains, you don't have to take cover
for it has already washed away
all your sorrows and guilts,
guilts in the forms of hot, suppressed tears
in the failures of your lost ambitions and stolen discoveries,
guilt from turning away, even when someone
asked you for help.
You can forever venture out here,
to unknown, misty, thriving islands and majestic palaces far away,
you can do things you never got to do,
for you don't have to pretend
to be someone you aren't, you don't have to live
each day, questioning every single telltale of life.
You don't have to wonder anymore
about why the world can be such a cruel place,
no matter how many rays of hope reach into the darkness,
you don't have to wonder anymore,
because here, such misery does not exist
and the ruins of a good soul dance as a renewed, enlightened being again,
and you don't have to live someone else's life
because here, you find yourself
over and over
and over again.
