FREEDOM
When in
younger days, once I pondered
long
What the real freedom would be ?
Watched birds soaring
high, wanting to be one
Searched it in
some friends and music too
Where can freedom
really be found?
I wandered dales and
vales in adulthood
Climbed celestial cliffs certainly for delight
Flew over the sky and the sea in awesome
wonder
Roamed the cities and the towns of fame and name
When does one really
feel free?
Further, Searched the secret
in books several
Met persons reputed,
marvelous, still craving for it
Finally , found it
alas! on the Cross of the Lord
Heard His whispering sweet ‘ It is in self emptying ‘.
Sr.Johnsy Mathews
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