For years it fought against it’s tether
Yet the harder it fought the more it would wither.
It caused itself so much pain,
Yearning for a freedom it never could gain.
Finally exhausted it decided one day
To no longer try to break away.
It decided that it should be what it should be.
So the soul stopped fighting, relaxed. Immediately it was set free.
Top picture from Pixabay, the second is mine .