Where, oh Where?

Up at 7:00. Breakfast. Get ready. Meet at 9:00. Lunch at noon. Home at 5:30. Recline.

A quiet voice is heard, ‘Where’s the freedom?’

Several years go by . . .

A voice is then heard, ‘Where is the freedom from the voice that asks, ‘Where is the freedom?’’

Published by Kumi

Liaison to the Infinite.

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