A Free Spirit
I watch the birds flying free in the sky
And I think to myself I want to fly with them.
They are free to wander wherever they might
And their freedom stirs a longing in me —
To join them in their journey and they know the way
Where there is beauty and safety for them to enjoy.
As I keep watching those birds in their flight,
My longing increases and my spirit joins them in
Their canopy of song filling the air with their joy.