Freedom

Tears that flow Each time I look back..... Waters that run down my cheeks Meeting my lips I discover that you are the salt in my tears..... Squeezed from the fruit of emotion. Winds that blow freely From my lips When tunes of loneliness Out to console. I make discovery the air we breath in Is the same we breathe out. The drum that paces Rhythm within my ribs Racing with these thoughts of you. Mystic once blowing Looses rhythm With these your vexations. So let me be Me and you can never be I want to be free.... Like a butterfly Let me dance in the air Land on the flower I choose.