Trapped in the Beauty of Life

My week in Cancun had me in the mood to write some poetry and reflect. it was a welcome shift from my post for Leading Connected Classrooms, and it helped to restore the joy of writing. 

 

It is obviously a shadow that haunts me because the sunlight brings not this guilt to my heart.

Playing.

Working.

Sleeping.

Maybe there isn't a box in which we are trapped, but a mindset.

One that holds us down.

One that tells us NO.

One that demands compliance.

Trapped.