
i chased freedom
freedom chased me
in the midst of it all
the other we did not see
i realize freedom is in me
in the seed is the tree
kindness can come from strangers
across the sea
i have stopped chasing freedom
freedom has stopped chasing me
i pause to see the white winter sun
listen to the black night sea
serendipity…if you hear me
make our paths cross
i want a chance to share
happiness and loss
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