Free

Like a bird in ocean blue, Like a butterfly’s fluttering hue, Or a kite wandering high, Like dandelions in their drifting sigh. Like the wind whispering wild, Like ripples gliding soft and mild, Or washing flowing on the line, Like clouds reclining, all sublime. Like a mountain’s steadfast stance, Like the leaves in rhythmic dance, Or trickling, trickling, fleeting rain, Like a horse’s galloping mane. Like the roar from a lion’s cage, Like the words pouring from this page— Happy, confident, radiant me, I’m free, I’m free, so free to be me!