Freeborn

FREEBORN Now ‘cross the fields and woods bird songs ring out Unbounded exultation to survive Their voices each a freeborn joyous shout ‘I am still here, a presence, had you doubt?’ Through dark cold months to cling on then revive Now ‘cross the fields and woods bird songs ring out Each chant communicates to those about Imperative intent: continued strive Their voices each a freeborn joyous shout No gentle air to sooth a fractious pout But gesture to persist and so to thrive Now ‘cross the fields and woods bird songs ring out As sun ascends to reassure all doubt Lives then with procreation will contrive Their voices each a freeborn joyous shout The cyclic shape of life yet comes about With each repeat we greet all creatures live Now ‘cross the fields and woods bird songs ring out Their voices each a freeborn joyous shout