The thought to freedom enthrals me
the reach of a poet enthrals me
Freedom is the final frontier,
I become God when I comprehend freedom,
it starts entering in me and oozing out at the same time
my body hair stand on tip in salutation to the mighty expression
and nothing is visible or audible,
its all quite like the deep forest
Pin-drop silence
This cant be conveyed - only transferred.

With Love to my lesser self
Azal