Born Free

I needed to learn the value,

Of the freedom found,

In rewarding myself,

With my own being-ness…

To light a candle,

Put on my favorite music,

Do something just for me…



Take a bath,

Write a poem,

Read a good book…

Fill myself up, to overflowing,

With Love Divine,


I’m worth it.

I just forgot…

I was free since birth.


Gilda Patricia


Poems that feed the soul

6 thoughts on “Born Free”

  1. A nice poem and reflection for a Sunday Gilda. In the fast paced life, we seem to live today, there is always a need to take a step back and reflect on our very essence and reason for being. This poem takes me back to that. Thank you for writing Gilda.


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