My heart beats for its last time,
My body breathes its last breath,
My senses perceive what they can for the last time,
And finally,
My soul escapes my body like a prisoner in captivity does.
Now I am free,
Free to be more than just a human trapped within a frail body
But who am I now?
I could be anything,
I could be impossibility in a world of immense possibilities.
I could be the wind beneath the wings of bird,
About to take its first flight,
I could be the first ray of sunlight that hits the Earth,
As dusk breaks into dawn.
I could be anything,
Anything,
As big as the universe itself,
Or as small as the single grain of sand,
On the beach of an undiscovered island.
I could be the brightest star,
On a dark December night,
Or I could be the full moon
That lights the path of the solivagant
I could be the first raindrop
That falls from the sky as monsoon approaches
Or I could be the first snowflake that falls on the peak of a mountain,
Depicting a rough winter ahead.
I am a free soul,
Free to be anything
Free to follow the path,
Contrary to the one paved for me.
Free to take the road that leads,
To immense possibilities.