--by DaySounds © 2012-23

Free, free to think what you want.
Free, free to dream what you wish.
Perhaps, you can't move your feet,
But you are free.

The shackles of hatred are gone,
The irons of revenge, dissolved.
Where is the cell of fear,
With its concrete walls,
And concrete floors?
Melted and away siphoned!

Worry, the sticky veil upon your eyes,
Which prevented you to see,
To appreciate
The people you are loved by ...

Anxiety, the mask on your face,
Which didn't let you enjoy
The sweet aroma of life,
The fragrance of a rose...
Thrown to the rubbish forever more!

Don't sell yourself into slavery again.
Leave everything in the hands of God.

"Come to me, all you that are tired and heavily burdened,
and I will give you rest. Take my yoke upon you, and
learn of me; for I am meek and humble in heart; and
you will find rest for your souls. For my yoke is easy,
and my burden is light."
(Jesus' words, recorded by one of his disciples, Matthew,
in the Bible)

"If the Son sets you free, you shall be free indeed."
(Jesus' words, recorded by John, one of his disciples,
in the Bible.)

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