And an orator said, “Speak to us of Freedom.“
And he answered:
“At the city gate and by your fireside
I have seen you prostrate yourself
and worship your own freedom,
Even as slaves humble themselves before a
tyrant and praise him though he slays them.
Ay, in the grove of the temple and in the shadow of
the citadel I have seen the freest among you wear
their freedom as a yoke and a handcuff.
And my heart bled within me; for you can only be free
when even the desire of seeking freedom becomes
a harness to you, and when you cease to speak
of freedom as a goal and a fulfillment.
You shall be free indeed when your days are not without
a care nor your nights without a want and a grief,
But rather when these things girdle your life and
yet you rise above them naked and unbound.
And how shall you rise beyond your days and nights
unless you break the chains which you at the dawn
of your understanding have fastened
around your noon hour?
In truth that which you call freedom is the
strongest of these chains, though its links
glitter in the sun and dazzle the eyes.
And what is it but fragments of your own self
you would discard that you may become free?
If it is an unjust law you would abolish,
that law was written with your own
hand upon your own forehead.
You cannot erase it by burning your law books
nor by washing the foreheads of your judges,
though you pour the sea upon them.
And if it is a despot you would dethrone,
see first that his throne erected
within you is destroyed.
For how can a tyrant rule the free and the proud,
but for a tyranny in their own freedom and
a shame in their won pride?
And if it is a care you would cast off, that
care has been chosen by you rather
than imposed upon you.
And if it is a fear you would dispel,
the seat of that fear is in your heart
and not in the hand of the feared.
Verily all things move within your being in constant
half embrace, the desired and the dreaded,
the repugnant and the cherished, the pursued
and that which you would escape.
These things move within you as lights
and shadows in pairs that cling.
And when the shadow fades and is no more,
the light that lingers becomes
a shadow to another light.
And thus your freedom when it loses its fetters
becomes itself the fetter of a greater freedom.”