Free Play

Like an unclothed child

I freely play

In the earth of my emotions

Unhampered by the trappings

Of a pretty garb or propriety

I roll, I tumble

Make castles and caves

Sinking deep my fingers

Into the moist dampness

Of the malleable clay

My hair is disheveled

My limbs caked with dirt

But wide mouthed in glee

Gurgling with laughter I wrestle

With my self on this terrain

Words are unadorned

There is no meter or rhyme,

They simply flow free

As a rivulet in the fresh rain

Runs amok on the ground

It may seem a mess

Or a purity of my heart

But I frolic unconcerned

Naked and bare

Immune to all social farce…

 ~Glowing Embers~

15^th June 2004