I have been free,
like an up inspired leaf,
floating on a breeze,
flittering down,
and lifted again.
I have been free,
in the silence
of love
when wrapped in a blanket,
with warmth contained within,
behind the darkness of my eyes.
I have been free.
I have been lost,
in the rain of many days,
where the wet wilts the flowers,
and the clouds mist my view,
and I hear no sense.
I have been lost,
not nourished with wishful
words in a line or in prose.
only silent confusion and closure.
I have been lost,
I am on fire
with a passion so fierce,
all, is hot in the depths
where we create the environment,
for our mission to be heard,
and yet it is only some who hear.
The free people listen
inspired by thought,
the free understand
and I vow to stay free,
as my spirit commands me.
