Liberation

You ignore me because I'm small,
Small ideas, you say, are the spawn of the weak.

So I'm weak, I cannot lift the world on my shoulders,
Like you.

We live this life and the next in the confines of our bodies
alone,
Voices silenced by the excruciating pressure outside our shells,
We never escape, nor want to escape.

Liberation, sweeter than any universal action, substance or
feeling,
But how are we to know, if we are caged?

Because I, freed from oppression, my soul amongst those that have come
of this life,
Can see the world in a different light,
You too can feel this wonder:
Inhale, let the magic ignite your soul, and exhale yourself to
freedom.