Free Soul

Dear Mentor,

     There are so many free souls, I know and he is one of them.  So free that he can fly anywhere, that he can be everywhere.  I would want to be one yet I cannot be one.  I am just a lonely spectator in a busy and wide world.  Yes, I can aonly see him yet I cannot have him.  If only I have the force of the environment to have him in my hands, but I am too weak…too weak to even touch him.

     Tears are my only consolation to wipe away the sorrows;  to end the pain – the pain that penetrates my being of not having you.

     How soon shall I have a piece of him?  Just the stares would do.  And, then when it happens, I shall savor the times as if eternity stood still.  And, in eternity, I shall own such stare…forever.