I am thinking about my happy childhood today, so I decide to take a snapshot memory from one of these true moments and share it with you today. Release the child inside of you, just for a moment, just for today, be that child once more, it feels so loving and carefree. Lots of love, Clarabelle.
My Soul is Free
I am 8 years old, I am playing in the swing park and look up to the pretty red sky on a sweet summers night. I see a million lights sparkling in the distance, like the most precious jewels I have ever seen, they mesmerize me. It feels like I am in a hypnotic state, my heart feels happy, my soul is free, I dream, I visualise my future….
“I’ll be there one day”, I say;
Where?….
Here, right now, I can be there any moment of any day, for my childlike imagination, can take me there. Whenever I want to go there and without physical travel, I can instantly be there.
Where is there?
There is “Happiness” my friend, Happiness is my home and my heart has always lived there.
poemsbyclarabelle, 17 February 2013
Reblogged this on Clarabelle and commented:
Happiness is my home…..
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“My soul is free” is such a true and positive thought. Thanks 🙂
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Thank you Elizabeth. 🙂
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My soul is free .. nice one Clarabelle…
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Thank you so much Aviral, as always for your kind comments and support. Have a lovely day. Clarabelle
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