Sip of freshness

Writing here is like taking my head out of a heap of work load and stretch myself wide in the open, pure air. It feels like breaking the unseen bondage chains whose burden I feel again n again. In here when I hear the sound of those heavy chains getting crushed, I feel my lightness again , I can feel myself floating with the refreshing breeze, waving my wings just to keep me gliding n sailing in this beautiful shimmer of golden sunrays..here I drink the morning dew, here I touch the freshness of life...please don't wake me up if this is a dream.