Free

poem by: John Prophet
Written on Mar 05, 2019

Spirits
flowing.
Flowing 
freely
thru time
and space.
No 
boundaries.
Everywhere
no limits.
Infinity.
Moving effortlessly.
At a thought.
Anywhere,
at a
thought!
Thoughts,
the engine
the fuel
that moves.
Life.
Corporeal life.
Spirit corralled,
stuffed into
matter.
Limits,
everywhere.
Tossed on
a pebble.
Wrapped in
the physical.
Spirits 
Imprisoned.
Wanting out
back 
to the
limitless. 
Time slows
crawls. 
Trapped.
Trapped
like an 
eddy
in a stream.
Spinning in
place till
released.
Released
back to
the infinite.
Relief.

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Michael Wise commented on Mar 05, 2019 at 9:09pm

What an interesting take on life's journey, and death. Love it.

ann parks commented on Mar 24, 2019 at 2:10am

This is so like my understanding of things......thanks so much

James Notley commented on Jun 18, 2020 at 3:22am

Spirits having flown and sail on the blowing winds infinitely.....I like it....write on

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