There’s freedom in choice

But no guaranteed joys

We’re safe in the middle

Choosing makes us brittle

When expectations are broken

Desire’s dark side has spoken

Even then there’s freedom

To leave desire’s museum

Using the freedom to choose

We can witness, without strong views

We enter the safe middle

Where the door is hidden

True freedom leaves choice behind

It comes when awareness is refined

Putting us in the middle of everything

To enjoy what life may bring