Calling for freedom, asserting freedom, fighting for freedom. Yet, when endless possibility unfolds, the inevitable retreat into false shelters and fear of the very thing we call for, assert and fight for.
Freedom
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An Old Gate
Nobody opens me any more. Nothing comes in and nothing goes out. I stand as still and straight as the two sentinels alongside me.
The Distance
The room small and tight; its contents so familiar they no longer speak. Outside, the distance waits with outstretched arms and enticing whispers. It’s hard to say goodbye.
