Freedom, the soul of a journey, or is it the journey of the soul. (Poem based on a quote) |
"The soul of a journey is liberty, perfect liberty, to think, feel, do just as one pleases" William Hazlitt The Journey of the Soul The soul of a journey is the sweet anticipation of the open road, but only if there is freedom of passage and no boundaries to behold. But how often are we travelers alone on the journey with no one there to dictate, by control or passive sigh, when to eat, or where to rest the eye. But in the journey of the soul, we are completely in control, of who we let inside ourselves, and who we must keep out, and what we feel and think about. And what sweet pleasure to choose the lesser path, the different one to travel with, the forgotten jewel on the back shelf, the creator’s gift to present ourselves. What liberating tear will fall from choices made without much thought, for mistakes survived and overcome, for the realization from whence we’ve grown, a tear of our own making, a tear of joy. From ties that strangled, ties that bound, there’s something greater I have found, the courage to stretch, without the rage, the grace to surrender without heartbreak, and the acceptance of strings that ground. So now, in my growing years, I look no different to other’s stares, but my baggage and I are traveling far, beyond the ethereal world of fears. Perhaps, we’ll find each other there. Brandy 1-23-10 |