To Be Free

Oh what a sensation it is
That which I have found
Running and running
And all to be free
Chasing the wind
Past Sycamore trees
Hunting my shadow
Entirely in freedom
Not caring how,
Nor caaring why.
Simply rejoycing
Feeling the sun
Shining on me
All of the freedom
Of Life Everlating.

© 2002 Aaron Christopher Latham