Sedition – NaPoWriMo 2015 – Day 19 (off prompt)

Take me where the paths are hidden,
Take me where the flowers grow,
Take me to the great beyond,
To places I may never know.

Hide me in your loving arms,
Protect me far from sight,
Open wide the doors of self,
Lead me to the light.

For somehow I feel frozen,
Imprisoned by my mind,
Where eagles fly and shadows fail,
Seems far for me to find.

Yet knowing, now, perceptions rife,
Each unto their own,
Should another guide my life?
Have all my senses flown?

Standing back and taking stock,
Trapped within my view,
I hear society’s cry and call,
Its diarrhea, its spew.

For all of us are culturally bound,
Tied up in thought, tradition,
Breaking free of all these trappings
Labelled as sedition.

So, take me from the hidden paths,
Where flowers cannot grow,
Guide me to the great beyond,
Past places that I know.

And I will listen to the things you say,
Give credit where it’s due,
Feel your lead, find my way,
Let destiny accrue.

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