i fly upon the wind of freedom 

The ripples on the lake fall at ease 

Do not ask me where i am

for i do not know 

I just fly and float free as i ever do 

My beacon through jagged edges 

Still smear of in harmony 

My hardships sometimes work in harness 

but evenso i let them lay in rest 

The unconsiously consious effort to be alive to be alive

all to aprechiate the turns of all and align 

Upon the wind of freedom