Sunday, July 1, 2012

Free

To be the wind
See what it sees
Blowing hair
Rustling leaves
A comfort in heat
On a warm summer day
A reminder in winter
Of those warmer days
A chill down your spine
When you feel you're alone
Fearless and free
To explore the unknown

But where would you go
If you just simply drift
Above, below, around
The present, our gift
Would you stay and hover
And watch where you are
Or travel the world over
From near until far
Crawl up a tree
Watch the leaves shimmy and shake
Topple buildings
While the earth bends and quakes
Fly past bikes
Bugs stuck on the brass
Or float through a shower
Help fog up the glass
The questions we encounter
If we could just simply be
It's a wonder we avoid
Being totally free.

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