Bilingual Blog about poetry, short stories and some random pondering about life, culture and love as I understand it.
Thursday, February 9, 2023
Freedom
Freedom is that incredible joy of knowing that no matter what happen, you are going to be ok. Is that quietness of the soul in the middle of the storm. Is the understanding that happiness belong to you and no one else. It is the ability to look at the horizon and to think: I am moving forward with or without others. I am free and that is that. ©Gloria
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