MOKSHA

Call me irreverent

For I flout the rules

Running amock

rebelling ...without a pause

Let it be known

I am not clay for a mould

I am like water

Like the air that you breathe

Life itself ...so let me be

There is more to me

than what you can see

A soul that will not be tamed

A wild spirit...absolute and free

My eyes are on that finishing line

where I will be me

in totality

These shackles will weaken

These ties won't last

I'll run the distance...

far beyond my past

Faster... faster...

Until I find release

from what they call

my destiny!

~Swati Chandran~

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