(c) E.P. Robles 2013
i release me — my shackles broken
what wondrous bliss running in the fields
the reeds of flowers cutting my heels
such pleasure to feel the pain of freedom
and honey dew sun on that grand horizon
what golden dreams melt across my heart
the free dove flying sideways in blue-sky
i release me my fears — tear soakened
though i realize this dream is fleeting
i drink it with graceful passion dew
and dreams i swim in gentle streams
i am human but just a guise for today
for i have found the key to life’s lock
and i run in my fields of tomorrow’s life
:: 02-11-2014 ::
E.P. Robles | Poetry 