Wish I was free
Free as bird, free to fly
Free as wind, roaring through sky
I wish I was cloud
Pour and downpour my heart aloud
Drop, sprinkle and thrust my tears with proud
Wish I was the blue of blue sky
Red in the morning and grey at night
Looking through clouds, dark and light
Wish I was the sea
Roaring at high tides, thriving at shores
Sobbing at low tides, seeping through pores
Wish I was the sunset,
Looked at with eager eyes,
Wondered at with sighs
Orange with hue, red with rue
Wish I was the sunrise,
Crimson and glowing,
Promising and knowing
Wish I was the red of bride’s blush
Eager to unite, scared to touch
Willing to fly, shy to nudge
Wish I was free of forms
Free from shapes
Free from expressions
Free to flow and free to swirl
Free to row and free to twirl
I wish I could skip on rainbows and jump of mountains
Blast like a volcano and burst like a fountain
Wish I was free
Inspired by the music of Veda Hille feature on Music
with Marian on Real Toads.
Image credit sodahead
