FREEDOM

FREEDOM

I sat under a treeTiredBut happyAfter the tripCalmTrustingAnd someone cameTiredBut happyAfter the tripCalmTrustingAnd sat next to meIn silenceAnd we lookedIn the same directionAnd it was goodSo goodWe spread our wingsWe flew highTowards the sunFreeBut togetherIn loveAnd finally it wasAs it was supposed to beFrom the beginningBecause sometimes you have to get lostTo find yourself ©Katarzyna…

ROAD

ROAD

The ROAD poem reflects on the consequences of choosing control over love, emphasizing that love is about trust, acceptance, and self-love.