I lie here in wonder, waiting for the day when I can jump up & do what I want.
Without having to explain why, without having to think more than twice.
I've had the chance to live that life. It wasn't for long, but it made me smile.
Smile, because that was freeedom.
Freedom that a child can relate to on his bike. Freedom that the artist can paint on canvas.
Freedom that is expressed through song.
Oh, how I yearn for that day to come again. So much that even I can play a song!
Still, I lay here and ponder. Because I know that day won't come by mere chance.
Like my fore-fathers, I too have to fight for it.
Fight not with you, fight not with mother. But fight with myself.
Work hard they say to achieve success. And so it is in this case.
Why? I do not know. Why is life always about pain followed by gain? I may never find out.
Questioning it won't help either.
But I do know one thing. I cannot wait for it to knock on my door.
Go ahead & unlock that happy place is called for.
Even so, I'm still left to wonder.
Wonder where to find that place.
Wonder then & seek it's key; Only to find out that none can be done without HE.
HE is the inspiration, HE is the strength.
This is faith. And faith can move mountains they say.
But labouring to move it is also true. A fact less underrated.
From freedom to faith. This is why I wonder.
Is there anyone who can come to my aid?
Someone to give an encouraging push. Someone to stand & tell me 'This is how you do it.'
Aah! That someone can either be you. Or it can be me.
Yes, that's possible. It is me beneath my skin.
So I stop at this hint.
And now again I wonder.
Wonder, how to let myself out.
