Freedom’s Way

Trying to explain love

—for one more time —

I venture way beyond my urban limits,

exploring truths

woven in eternal stories,

scarred by ancient traumas –

Iphigenia’s sacrifice,

the  fall of Icarus.

I ask myself:

“How long is the way?”

Trying to spell out freedom

                —for one more time—
I wonder:

“Why so many meanings?

Are some missing?

Or are they redundant?”

“In love, there is freedom”

whispers my inner child —

again and again.

For one more time.

Painting by Rafal Olbinski called  “Hot air balloon”