A poem I wrote, and I am not a pro just trying to ease my mind.

[darkthoughts504]

Roam

What would I do to be able to roam freely like a freed ghost? To not be seen and heard like it is while I am alive. To not be sad, sick, stressed, and partially insane. Roam the earth without a care in the world. Watch over my kids and grandkids silently while my feet does not touch the earth. Feel alive even when though I am dead, rest while awake. Peace will come when my eyes are closed in my coffin. And my soul has been released to roam endlessly.

[AnonymousGenX]

This is a beautiful thought, albeit with a dark counter thought. Very well expressed. Yet, I am thinking…..if we can think of this longing as an avenue to pursue our dreams, in ways that were originally unclear to us…..then we can learn about and fully grasp a new facet of ourselves. That part of us that has been hidden…..yet calls out for greater expression and recognition of that longing. For it is this longing for the pursuit of our dreams…..and the joy of that pursuit…..that has the power to set us free. 🦋