Restless Soul
My soul
Is ever restless
Longing to journey
To somewhere
To drift or soar
Like sighs
On the wings of a breeze
Like the petals of spring
Blushing and glowing
Sighing to be free
Floating on the breeze
Trailing sweet fragrance
In their wake
Or
Feathered with flames
The leaves of autumn
That burning with desire
Throw themselves
Quivering
Upon the cold wind
And dance
In joyful abandon
My soul
It aches to be free
Like a boat
Untethered
Floating free
On a beautiful sea
© Ann Bagnall 2015.
That sums up what I feel like too! Thank you for writing that. Beautiful 🙂
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Thanks – tough day at work yesterday hence the wishful thinking!
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I know what you mean. We need wishful thinking to keep us going.
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