Free

At the break of dawn
A new life is born,
A life so pure and innocent
Until he starts to seek for reasons.

Reasons why he was born,
Reasons of a life –
Is it to live to die
Or is it to live to be free?

Like an empty piece of canvas
Painted with colours of emotions,
Sometimes happy, sometimes sad
At times not knowing why he’s happy and sad.

For he has taken the steps
Towards a journey full of uncertainties,
Now he must pay his debts,
And realizing he can’t have everything his way.

The destiny is in his hands
Making the best of the worst,
Or making the worst of the best
Is all a matter of the mind.

In the circle of birth and death
He finds only unsatisfactoriness and suffering,
To realize the permanence of impermanence
And soon he shall be wise.

He is a man but nothing
Only elements of a mind and a body,
Living a life full of attachments
So that’s the way it is before enlightenment.

Purification of the mind
And avoiding evil deeds,
Leaving all the conditions behind
Is not so easy indeed.

But with patience, persistence and perseverance
There will be a day
When he breaks out of his own prison
And he shall be free –
He shall be enlightened!