As I walk down these streets, for the first time in months.
I see the beauty in the colors of the sky.
I see the sun setting on a beautiful day.
And I remember…
I remember a time, I was once free.
Not the kind of free coming out of quarantine.
The kind of free in my soul.
Could it be that I have been trapped, all these year and I’m finally letting go.
Letting go of what, I do not know.
But I feel free in my soul.