The wild human heart,
Lusts for freedom,
Beginning from a creative thought,
Seeking a new beginning,
When my eyes opened,
For the first time,
I saw the day,
Stretching its arms,
Calling me to adventure.
True freedom,
Is always found within,
It is a hope,
That can see,
The horizon,
Halted only briefly,
By a passing cloud.
My desire is found,
With freedom’s voice,
Seeking out a calling,
That belongs to me,
Life not distracted,
By a million possibilities,
I am found in the path,
That is trod only by me.