haven’t anything to forget
\nbut a lot to forgive
\nthe fields left behind
\nuntilled
\nwill not be cultivated in near future
\nbut you can till them
\ngrow
\nwhatever you want
\nfreedom, yes, freedom is what you wanted<\/p>\n
enjoy
\nfreedom from my prayers
\nfreedom from my expectations
\nfreedom
\nfrom the responsibilities
\ni thought belonged to you
\nscars are deep
\nand have started to heal
\nlet us not scratch them
\ni can only pray
\nand will always pray
\ni prayed in the past too
\nthe glow
\naround the lakes of love
\nis nothing but reflections of my prayers
\nlike floating lamps in that lake
\none, which had dried then
\nwhen you had taken your herd of sheep
\nto graze on a green deep pasture
\nnow sheep have returned,
\npasture has dried
\nlake is indifferent
\nand i am painting
\nwriting
\nwalking and smiling
\nwith new hopes
\nfrom new soldiers in the war
\nagainst my inner doubts<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
haven’t anything to forget but a lot to forgive the fields left behind untilled will not be cultivated in near future but you can till them grow whatever you want freedom, yes, freedom is what you wanted enjoy freedom from my prayers freedom from my expectations freedom from the responsibilities i thought belonged to you … <\/p>\n