|
I am naught but a Free Spirit
frolicking in an ecstasy
of whimsical Happiness
I cast my cares to the wind
shrug my responsibility
and thumb my nose
at the Voices of Authority
In this Eternal Moment
all is Right, all is Well
and nothing can touch me
My feet rest on the clouds
of my making
and I dance in the air
A Sprite of Free Will |
