we walked along the small brick streets of Amsterdam
first in the sun then the rain
hand in hand we strolled
taking in the old tall narrow buildings
a mix of residential and business
cafes at every corner and more
passing over the glistening waters of the canals
the bells of bikes still ring in my ear
signaling their passing
Van gogh and Rembrant linger on my mind
jazz notes play in my ear
my walk will never be the same
i will carry with me the internal sense of freedom
knowing there are others that live the words
freedom and tolerance
that walk with confidence
it is the culmination of a journey
back to self
a confirmation of truth
and a celebration of the human soul.
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