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;
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
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Reblogged this on Clarabelle and commented:
Happiness is my home…..
“My soul is free” is such a true and positive thought. Thanks 🙂
Thank you Elizabeth. 🙂
My soul is free .. nice one Clarabelle…
Thank you so much Aviral, as always for your kind comments and support. Have a lovely day. Clarabelle