by Christopher Graham Colin Norris-2000
I steal myself away from here
And tie my neck to the sky
Swaying in the gentle breeze
Peacful serenity surrounding me
I feel breathless
And tingle all over
The beauty of my hollow form
Was never noticed till today
Raised above for all to see
In my head i hear a bell chime
Swaying in this gentle breeze
I see what I missed all this time