FREEDOM (a poem)
Updated: Apr 29, 2022
Locked in, held
back, covered over.
I feel the slow-motion
of release
about to emerge.
One leg, arm lifts, head dips.
Can it be?
Can I move beyond?
Pulling away, slowly, bit by bit
Cautious, careful
Can it be?
A loosening, a falling maybe.
I catch myself.
A thrust forward.
A slow awakening.
Can it be that I can be free?
Open to the new, head thrown back.
Full abandon, full release.
Acceptance. Joy. A complete embrace.
It is.
Sculpture by Zeno Frudakis, 2000
6th and Vine Streets, Philadelphia, PA