The immensity of the free skies,
its vastness,
its endless vistas of freedom
get us scared,
We soak in the freedom initially,
Then we fear we’ll be lost,
We feel lonely in the free vastness,
The adventure dies,
Pursued by our own fears,
we rush into a cage,
Its known confines
guarding us against the unknown,
We drop the anchor,
We get chained
to a smile, a kiss, an embrace,--
a sweet entanglement;
a pleasant bondage called ‘love’.
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