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Stages of Freedom by Manatita

Updated on August 15, 2015
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Manatita is an esteemed author living in London, UK. He writes spiritual books, flash fiction and esoteric poetry, his favourite genre.


My mother told me,

That I danced upon her bosom,

My laugh so contagious,

That her heart wept with joy!

But I, in my nakedness,

Sent a cool liquid downwards,

And drenched her dress.

I pooh’d in the bedroom; the lounge,

The kitchen; the garden …

I was nine months old, and,

As if knowing this,

The flowers sacrificed their fragrance;

Vines sheltered my indiscretions.

Mother Earth absorbed my imperfections;

I was as free as a lark in flight!

Fast forward to eleven, and

I am now a kite upon the sky.

I look at the crescent moon,

And jump with hands outstretched,

To find it a home inside my heart.

I play and chat with elegant swans,

On a lake vibrant with ripples;

Marvel at the beauty of fragrant dahlias.

Now at seventy seven, night soon comes,

But I rent asunder this veil of darkness.

I am caressed by the Love of the Beloved.

I float, like a golden butterfly,

On the Elysian lap of rhapsodies;

Lose myself, on a rainbow of dazzling Lights!

I sit on the crest of Heaven,

As my Soul sings to an ever-resplendent Sunbeam.

I waltz to the tune of melodies,

Softly whispering my name.

-Manatita, The Lantern Carrier. © Copyrighted, 7th August, 2015.

~ Awakening The Inner Light ~




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      manatita44 2 years ago from london

      And gratitude to you, Dee. I truly appreciate this.

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      Dora Weithers 2 years ago from The Caribbean

      You made me laugh out loud at the beginning. Altogether this poem is an inspiring memory of the the walk from infancy through the golden years. Well done (no matter how many times I've said it before).

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      manatita44 2 years ago from london

      Yes, my Dear, Deb. You seem to have grasp the meaning of my poem. Much gratitude...much.

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      Deb Hirt 2 years ago from Stillwater, OK

      Ah, isn't it wonderful to have a mind that can just flow beyond where anything can reach? It seems to me that this is pure freedom.

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      manatita44 2 years ago from london

      Cool way to express this, Marlene. Nice! Much Love.

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      Marlene Bertrand 2 years ago from Northern California, USA

      This is really funny. At the same time, very clever. I like the message - the journey from pure innocence to a knowing adult who lived to enjoy the freedom of life.

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      manatita44 2 years ago from london

      Thanks Jodah.

      I think my response disappeared. A great journey through life all right. Not me, but maybe I can change it some. Let's wait and see.

      Hi Ruby,

      Yes, my comment for you disappeared also. You're so philosophical and deep. You've stolen my niche. Hey Friend, just being funny, right? Love you. Peace.

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      manatita44 2 years ago from london

      Yes, my Sweet Shauna,

      A funny one. I did one about a bath soap and another about a water-bottle, which were also funny. This one I wrote for Poetry Cafe as the theme was Freedom. Funny, I did not think it was good enough so I did not read it. Now I like it a lot!

      Send me a theme, then keep your eyes peeled. Much Love.

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      Shauna L Bowling 2 years ago from Central Florida

      I love this poem, Manatita. It's a bit different from what you normally pen. The humor is refreshing and something we can all relate to. This lighthearted look at the journey of life was a pleasure to read.

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      Ruby Jean Fuller 2 years ago from Southern Illinois

      I loved the humor in this piece. A baby, a child then a man who enjoys life. What is age? Just a capsule of time. Bravo!

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      manatita44 2 years ago from london

      Hey he, Ann. Cool one. Thanks. Greetings from NY. Hope all is good with you.

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      Ann Carr 2 years ago from SW England

      Love the childhood humour in this and the journey into and through adulthood.


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      Charito Maranan-Montecillo 2 years ago from Manila, Philippines

      I agree with John, manatita44. What a beautiful peom about the journey through life. Oh-so lyrical! Lovely photos as well.

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      John Hansen 2 years ago from Queensland Australia

      What a delightful and funny poem manatita...a great journey through life. Well done.