Roots

Roots
My style is old
but not my values
Those are timeless
I want to unshackle
from the bondage of past
Neither to forget nor to leave it behind
But to leap in the future with its learning
I want freedom,
not to be free
But to get rooted again
I am not tired of wandering
But I want to sow seeds of timeless past
For the future waiting to be born out of my thoughts
Nourished with the soil I‘ve been carrying for long
Fragrance of which tells a tale
Connecting with my roots.
I have enjoyed the bloom of spring
With the blessings of my anscestors
In my autumn I have a promise to plant
Till I live
Before I leave

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