Free To Roam

[ShadowsCool]

So many souls have gone,
Their kinetics clear to me
Without the cipher of their voice
Hushed by the transcendent wind.
They gust where no one goes
Spirits free to roam,
A God of their own.

Above the wild countryside
I stood high on a hill,
The majesty of loneliness
Within myself instilled;
As I ponder my life unfulfilled,
The years that remain
Till I am free to go.

In the lofty nameless clouds
I abide
As a white spirit in the sky.
Till the cloak of darkness overcomes
And the light of heaven displays:
An amazing plethora of stars
That I am free to roam
As a new embryo.