Blossom
A poem of sudden thoughts one afternoon

Blossom
Oh glory, glory, glory
I’m free at last
I have waited so long
And now I’m finally free
Free to wear whatever colours I want to
And to paint me in whatever mood it is,
I’m free to write this poem
And to read it out loud
I’m free to walk it my way
And to talk about it with whoever it might be
I’m free to jump it, to dance it, to rave it, to scream it
I’m free to live it in full blossom
Oh, blossom is the word
For my life now is like a flower,
Rising above the dark grey soil of my past
A colorless jail
And for my future
Well, that I hold in the dearest accounts
For the new freedom in my life shone great colours in my soul
Oh, and what a power it has, I can feel it already
Glory, glory, glory
About the Creator
rodrigo vojta morais soares
London-based singer songwriter that occasionally writes poetry when the voices start whispering...


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