Freedom

Freedom

by Elizabeth Challinor

Now I see what I could not see

To be free

Is simply to see

There is no transcendental realization

Or careless cutting of ties

To be free changes nothing

In the outer trappings of past, present or desired lives

To be free

Is to be

In the thick of it all

Pain, sorrow,

Pleasure, joy

With the inner winking of an eye

Elizabeth Challinor