i am free again...
this space ..void of duties and commitments
some say that an idle man is a devil's workshop..
but this phrase is itself normative.
a workshop is the temple of my mind.
creative juices come from all corners..
there's nothing to do but sit and think
what better can a man ask for..
i had moments like this in childhood...
then it was months now its only a few days..
think a lot..
and relax ..few people know how to relax..
i can lie down hours not doing a single thing
and that heals me..heals those wounds that i have gathered
trudging along misty roads.
i love to live again..maybe love again..feel alive again.
if you see me tomorrow i won't smile..
but my face will be glowing and so will yours if you see the sunshine
bearded philosopher
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