Write a short poem describing what freedom and success mean to you.
What thoughts come to mind? Any images or ideas come up?
My Poem: Successfully Free
I’m encompassed in peace.
A green pasture.
No more to-dos.
I only exist.
My feet burrowed in the dirt.
The sky without clouds, only blue.
Not a worry left in my body.
I realized that I made it.
This is success. This is freedom.
This prompt is also in the Conquer Your Mind group on The Mighty here.