Many Parts

This is where it should be
the easiest thing in the world -
Standing on the top of a tree
is the only place where my mind unfurled.

choices free
ride away
outstare the sun
sing for a day.

fine by me
care so much
be the one
first rain-songs touch

spinning free
on back of a wave
freedom's touch
my own life to save

All these tricks were played out loud
I should have lived forever glazed
But I fixed my mind, by hiding in a crowd
And like a new dawn, my mind's eye Blazed.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2006

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