Freedom, oh Freedom!
I don't have to claim you as mine.
All I want is to become you.
'Cause that would be what you've always wanted.
Like a hurricane, or a blade of grass on a sunny day,
Like a bird perched still on the high wire:
All I want is to become that wind, that moment, that prolonged hour.
And when my time comes to go, I would be free.
Free from fear, wants, fixations, regrets.
True Freedom comes from embracing whatever comes along.
