To be free

What would it look 

like for me to 

be free?

To dance on dewdrops of 

A faucet not turned all the 

way Right?

To write on digital pages

without likes measuring 

my worth?

To lavish freshly brewed 

coffee rolling off 

my tongue?

To climb through trees 

unafraid of the weight of 

my skin?

To soar above rainbows  

silently understanding 

their prisms?

To breathe in the snow 

wrapped atmosphere 

not interrupted?

To be still

And Know…

True freedom?


JL McCarthy

May 25, 2021