dancing with the wind.

Now that you are here, finally free, released from the figments, just live. Live freely by the color of dawn, beyond horizons, interweaving the infinite spectrum of evocative scattered visions. Humming the chorus of sweet summery midnight breezes as they explores your tangled hair, wandering the wispy giggles of perennial essence. Overwhelmed by the whispers of fireflies, alarming the grasses underneath your bare feet with gentle delighted space. Embracing the sunlight as warmth spreads against your textured delicate skin and soul through every pulse, every pores. Indulging the spirit with puddles of assurance and vast reality of euphonic voices.

You are not their words. You are the story of beliefs flowing with enthusiasms. You are meant for the wisdom that rustles up your veins. No, you are not them, the enclosures, you have no such boundaries, not anymore.

And now that you're here, finally free from the grasp of knowns, perhaps unknown, just live. Live liberally, running after the endless strings, away from the dark untold angst. Elevating the facades, manifesting the humors beyond your claims.

You are not to be bemused for they assume, assumption are not you. You are the amusement of your radiant extensions. You are the enchantment of your flaws.

So now, that you are here, finally free of the internal frictions, just live.

Just live, live like you.