The road to freedom starts with a frightening fall
an epitaph inscribed into our past.
The wrong doings of today
make no future right
create wisdom of what you may
& tomorrow will drag clearer days
of indigo light.
Will you stay to share a cup of love?
sweetened with melancholy & exalting warmth.
Only us, now understand
the false alarms of the prophets
of the higher lands
be set free, not when you love
not when you possess fortune
nor when you reach status
Be set free when you fall
for in the fall, is your true self.