And though you seek in garments the freedom of privacy you may find in them a harness and a chain.
Would that you could meet the sun and the wind with more of your skin and less of your raiment.
For the breath of life is in the sunlight and the hand of life is in the wind.
And forget not that the earth delights to feel your bare feet and the winds long to play with your hair.
Would that you could live on the fragrance of the earth.
Your hearts know in the silence the secrets of the days and the nights.
But your ears thirst for the sound of your hearts knowledge.
Your seeds shall live in my body, and the buds of your tomorrow shall blossom in my heart.
And your fragrance shall be my breath
And my heart bled within me; for you can only be free when even the desire of seeking freedom becomes a harness
to you.
You shall be free indeed when your days are not without a care nor your nights without a want and a grief,
But rather when these things girdle your life and yet you rise above them naked and unbound.
And how shall you rise beyond your days and nights unless you break the chains which you at the dawn of your understanding have fastened around your noon hour?
You would touch with your fingers the naked body of your dreams.
Much Love
Dress: Tigerlilly
Necklace: Sportsgirl
Poetry: Kahlil Gibran
Images: © Phish Photography Kara Wilkinson