a collection of verse, etcetera

In poetry, one is free to express-- it could be written or spoken. Here's a compilation of my random, hidden, and sudden thoughts. Let's color the words behind the line, fathom this wide world full of uncertainties. You, come with me, let's fly and chase the sky of love, swim in the deep ocean of sadness, and jump for joy. I couldn't be more thankful-- I'm free to write like an eagle soaring high.