Freedom, a poem

Freedom...by Emma

The emptiness arose to

Break me free. It

Entered, it settled, it

Resonated around my

Being.

I drank the wine and

Tasted the smoke.

Come my beloved, hold me

High, lull me to sleep.

Gentle calmness and

Happy people sit.

My mind is cracked, you

Stand and hold me safe.

Bit by bit you fill the gaps,

Help me to feel life, no, to

Feel real, yes that’s it.

2 June 2010