I don't admire those with status and money, those big cars and symbols of power don't do it for me. Those who climb huge mountains, or run marathons, I'm afraid that their feats of endurance don't do it for me either.
But those that step outside of society's molds, that dare to colour outside the lines. Who take their originality and run with it, carrying their freedom within them. Those that wear no shackles, that walk their own path, not rebelling, not trying to prove anything. . . they make me smile.
The ones who are connected to their soul, to the earth, to what is important. The outsiders. The free ones. The ones who let their light shine out through their eyes and their words. They are the ones. . . they make me smile.
8 comments:
Wow - I completely agree (and what is with the marathon runners - haha)and in fact, that is exactly what my kite poem is about - living life your own way, without being dictated to by other people, and the more left of centre the better as far as I am concerned :)
Wonderful!
Hi gabrielle, I'm glad you 'got it'. I really liked your kite piece,last year I completed NaNoWrimo and the novel that ensued (still being edited!) is called "Learning how to fly a kite".
Thanks for visiting. :-)
Thanks Deborah. :-)
Oh me, too, Susannah, so wonderfully written!!
Thanks Sherry. :-)
"Who take their originality and run with it, carrying their freedom within them."
These line tell it all...wonderful.
The people who is sincere to themselves ,who shine out through eyes always attract us ...
You have wonderfully described them.
Thanks Rashmi. :-)
It is very nice to see you here. x
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