freedom

Freedom. Every human soul needs freedom, some dampen the desire with foolish, vain substitutes, others feed the craving.

Sometimes I forget. I ask myself, "Why?" Why do I love you so much? It's because of Your freedom. Your wild and sexy spirit that is ready to push any boundaries or imaginations of this world, any precedented limitations that are there "just because", or the way things are seen because that's the way they always have been perceived. You have something else. You are the X-factor that pushes everything to the limit, to it's full potential, and beyond.

When people run out of things to say, or every idea seems to have been burnt out, You're there. When things are old and humdrum, when every song has been written, when every angle has been covered, when every colour has been washed out, when everything is wasted, You step in. Always with something new and unheard of, and You take me. You enrapture me with Your knowledge and presence, Your very idea that there is always something new to be tried, some thrill that we have yet to experience, some word we have yet to hear that will tingle through our bodies and leave us breathless with excitement!

I love it when You surprise me all over again and show me what true freedom means. I love it. I want it.