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Coloring Outside the Lines

By Angel Shadow

I used to think
That life would be
What others need
And expect from me.

But now I've learned
And lifted the view
I will lead myself
Down the long, winding trail.

My life is mine
To create or destroy
I will be brave and strong
Not wound like a toy.

My page is blank
I create my own lines
To color outside of
To see how they shine.

I will no longer color within these four walls
I've knocked them all down
And created new halls.

These halls have no end
And my eyes they will see
The many new hallways
That are open to me.

I explore these new halls
A new life to start
I notice their blankness
I remember my part.

For these new walls are lifeless
I create their design
Standing forever
Through the passage of time.

From Wicked Winds, a book of poetry by Angel Shadow about healing. The healing of individuals and humanity as a whole. It is about acceptance and release. The poetry in Wicked Winds speaks from the heart and captures the author's emotions from different points in time over the past ten years. Some are intense and deep, while others are emotional and vulnerable

Copyright © 2010 Angel Shadow™ All rights reserved.
My ancestry is Irish and Cherokee Indian and I have a gypsy spirit that refuses to be fenced in. I am definitely not a conformist. Much of my life was spent under the control of others. I have now found my own personal freedom, based on my own personal truth and nothing could be more liberating. Learn more...

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