Freedom

Freedom


Fire of a sunset burns from a blue canvas
belongs to an artist with no name
on his work he looks with pride
shades of yellow,red and orange
mixed and painted on the sky.

Radiant with nature's glow I lift my hand
with wavy movements touch the wind
the butterfly on my ring flies in peace
the stains on it's wings leave a trail
of colorful dots it shares with the air.

Exhale and inhale the oxygen's vitamin
the simple gift of breathing feels just wonderful
birds with silver feathers sit on golden sand
green larvae crawl, link by link
there's a new shade in the sky, it looks like pink.

Electricity of pleasant shivers appear
a whirl of flowers attacks me softly
the velvet petals caress my body
sweet nectar gives me a taste
the stalk is hugging my waist.

Dreamy but so real this world I'm in
the wish for wings is now fulfilled
to a fisherboat I reach without an effort
help the old man with his duty
in the lake my reflection shows me beauty.

Over me there's no control
no rules no fences no big wall
the nameless artist begin again
dark paint covers the fabric above
an ivory moon spreads it's powerful love.

Miraculously Im standing on a hill
a cheerful festival of animals and people is passing near
carring rattles with flags of all countries
with a dance I join the show
tell them about freedom,
but apparently they already know.