Unchained

Mouths full of empty words,

silence full of deep meanings.

The more I understand my world,

the talking becomes less and less needed.

As long as I observe myself,

unlearning builds new beginnings.

I visit pages in me,

written by others' borrowed beliefs.

Deleting, giving away the borrowed "writings",

tabula rasa again my life is.

Detecting destiny that is engraved,

I act choosing freely the path, the way.

I research my whole subconscious

to throw light, to make it conscious.

Enslavement by repulsed material

is hell itself in the life of a human.

But through that toiling for freedom,

my species uncovers the "beyond".

Perception's range is being widened,

capturing the divine that lives in ourselves.

Anthi Psomiadou — CC BY-NC-ND 4.0 International : Credit must be given to the creator/ Only noncommercial uses of the work are permitted/ No derivatives