Open road in sight,
A path so distant,
The sky seems endless.

Running afar,
Swift into the distance,
Hiding in shadows.

A trip,
A new walk of life,
Another chance.

Freedom again,
Walking through a forest,
Shade surrounds me.

Grass below my feet,
Soft and dewy,
A warm feeling.

Wind stirs the trees,
Blowing branches,
Shaking leaves.

Trees,
They speak to me,
sympathetically calling.

The rain falls softly,
As it drops among flowers,
Leaving mellow dew.

I dance among the leaves,
I move throughout the lights,
The spirit caresses me.

The sea calls to me,
With a sweet, longing voice;
Gulls cry above me.

The heavens are crying,
Gently and streaming,
Have you any idea why?

I will never feel the same,
The finches will never sing;
The stars are veiled.