Oh, to breathe freely enough
to release the creatures that live in our heads.
To learn to accept the gift of the ocean
while something deep still longs for the mountain.
To dream away the blues in daylight,
till the sun falls and dreams turn into stars
we can pick with our hands,
rearrange and create our own constellations.
Oh, to remain childlike, with wondering eyes,
leaving no stone unturned.
To walk the path unfolding -
bare-footed, bare-hearted, bare-naked.
Jun 23, 2025
Jun 23, 2025 at 6:36 PM UTC
Oh, to breathe freely enough
to release the creatures that live in our heads.
To learn to accept the gift of the ocean
while something deep still longs for the mountain.
To dream away the blues in daylight,
till the sun falls and dreams turn into stars
we can pick with our hands,
rearrange and create our own constellations.
Oh, to remain childlike, with wondering eyes,
leaving no stone unturned.
To walk the path unfolding -
bare-footed, bare-hearted, bare-naked.