Celeberate the Freedom

I was sitting idle, in soft grass, with blue yonder above me, the birds chirped in sweet cacophony, and the air swayed in just right, the oxygen sparyed librally from green, as I began to doze, In doze without a dose, I dreamt perfect, I was a guy with no relation, no liabilities, no responsibilities, no animosities, no quarrel, nio figths, no lights, no mights, I had a ready offer, to be here, and there, fill my stomach, and be late, I could pick my friends, and women alike, nobody hated me, and I did none, this was an act of freedom, I enjoyed it to full, I began to celeberate a spirit, that was now free and freer, doze broke, I looked at the dial, wrongly placed was the spoke, I hurried up, for my sup, I might have been freed, but I was still tied to time creed, This I still needed to celeberate, and I did by leading a mundane life that was moderate.