Freedom is a breeze kissing my face, a passing though
of letting go and feel my life drip slowly away,
and between smiles to taste the earth of my own grave.
It is the feel of being complete and not afraid
to enjoy this sense of life bestowed,
the more I have the more I crave.
Freedom are the words I write with care
to lace my love for all the things I cannot keep
and pass along my earthy wants when time its right,
It is the feel of warming dreams and peaceful sleep
to take a chance and try again when I’m prepare,
to see myself within the dark as shining light.