In The Breeze

I want to be free, free as the flowers,

blowing in the breeze.

Free as the trees, and the sun rising

I want to roam, I want to soar across

the open plains, over hills, valleys and

streams. Over mountains, and fields,

Letting my heart take flight, as light as

a floating feather.

Soaring back into time, soaring in the

Feeling's come to me, as I become one,

with the blowing breeze.

So many new births, that I can see, as I

Back into time, so much to see. Then I see

the present and I want to elude, feelings

Let me be free, free as the wind, free as the

rolling tide that drifts out to sea.

Let me be free, free as the flowers that blow