Free Your Heart

Happiness, that elusive dream,
Always fluttering just out of reach it seems,
We strive so hard to grasp it tight,
Yet it slips away like fireflies in night.

We try to cage it, hold it too near,
But happiness disappears when chained by fear,
Of losing what we cling to, what we amass,
True happiness can’t be trapped under glass.

It comes and goes, a ephemeral thing,
No matter how hard you try to cling,
Happiness has a mind of its own,
It follows where freedom makes its home.

Freedom to explore, to learn and to grow,
To let your true passions and talents flow,
Not held back by doubt or by others demands,
Free to live as your authentic self stands.

Freedom to question, break out of your mold,
Blaze new trails inspired by the stories you’re told,
The wisdom you seek, the truths you now know,
Will widen your world and make your heart glow.

Freedom to care for the people around,
Who fill your heart’s spaces with love’s sweetest sound,
Friends and family and even strangers met,
Bonds bringing joy that you’ll never regret.

Freedom to nurture wherever you go,
Planting seeds of compassion to blossom and grow,
Reaching out to uplift and to help heal life’s pain,
Binds our shared yearning in one humming refrain.

Freedom to learn from the past but not dwell,
On regret, shame or stories you tell yourself,
That limit your potential, your inner bright light,
Freedom lets go, opens up futures bright.

Freedom to sit sometimes in silence profound,
Allowing inspiration and insight to abound,
Mind unfettered by clutter can conjure such things,
Creativity flourishes when the heart sings.

Freedom to laugh loudly, delight in small pleasures,
See beauty in all of life’s varying treasures,
Joy can be found in most every place,
When you have freedom to embrace.

Freedom to grieve too for hopes that have died,
Cry out your loss, let the tears flow, don’t hide,
Accept and acknowledge that pain is just part,
Of living and loving with a wide open heart.

Freedom to keep reinventing yourself each day,
Shedding old skins, trying a different way,
Growth means leaving behind comforts now worn,
Taking chances, being reborn.

Freedom to make your own way in this life,
Find your own answers through struggle and strife,
Listen to wisdom that dwells deep inside,
Then make your choices based on your own tide.

Freedom to find your own truth, your own voice,
To honor your being, your will, and your choice,
Not caged by conformity, other’s demands,
Your heart flying free, directed by your hands.

Oh freedom, sweet freedom, how you catalyze,
The true joy and happiness we each can realize,
By opening our hearts to all that can be,
When we live courageously and hearts beat free.

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Ismael S Rodriguez Jr (The Bulletproof Poet)
Ismael S Rodriguez Jr (The Bulletproof Poet)

Written by Ismael S Rodriguez Jr (The Bulletproof Poet)

I learn, create, and overcome. I write, paint, blog, and practice grey witchcraft. I served in the Navy and have schizophrenia and PTSD.

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