Twenty First Century Living

Society’s confined us to boxes,
And now we seek liberty.
Don’t let the impending resistance
Bound you to a lifetime of scanty glee

Spread your graceful wings.
Embrace each night like the stars twinkle away their shimmer;
caress each day like the sunrise greets the Earth every morning

And when you’re ready to allow its light to soak on to your skin, and the tears of rain to wash away your sorrows,
You’ll know that there’s no freedom without trials; night without day; and acquittal destitute of mercy for oneself.

~ Catarina R. Peterson