Upon completion of a season,
Once a chapter has finally been written,
New roads emerge;
Highways converge
To form new paths and extinguish old dreams.
The freedom that comes from success:
You’ve passed all those challenging tests!
You start to sigh,
And then you cry
As pain intertwines with pure bliss.
You struggle to see clearly ahead;
The future looks like a dead end.
Freedom at last;
Farewell to the past
As you leave the comfort of your warm cocoon.
Music / Poetry / Short Stories / Essays