Pebbles drift in the ocean
in multitudes too many to count.
I yearn for the dark sea
as it holds mystery for me.
I will join these pebbles,
one more to their endless journey,
where I may find answers
to questions unspoken.
In the midst of darkness,
life emerges.
It walks
the streets.
It flies
in the skies.
It swims
the waves.
Life is persistent.
A road that’s not taken
is a road forsaken.
Do not turn your face
from the hectic race.
Follow the bright lights
and achieve great heights.
Do not hang your head in fear
for your time is now and here.
Take your place in the curving line
of others who won’t toe the line.
Rev up your engine and soar
with your foot pressed to the floor.
You have only one chance
in life to sing and dance.
Let this be your time
to not toe the line.
Please, I want to go outside.
No reason for me to hide.
The winds bring rain,
but they are tame.
I won’t fall or melt
if hail was to pelt.
I’ll be forever in your debt
if you allow me to get wet.
I’m pulling on my chain.
You don’t need half a brain
to know I’m ready to go free.
See what a great pet I can be.
ONE LAST BREATH
Down in the blue vacuum,
I’ll depart from here soon.
As I float down,
you need not frown.
This is where I want to be.
I will be finally free.
I hold firm against the tide.
Small fish gather at my side.
I feel lightheaded and free
I am now one with the sea.
In the dark, we fly free.
We’re not afraid to fall.
Above mountains and sea,
Goodbye to one and all.
Where will we land?
We do not care.
Could be the sand
or a hunter’s snare.
What does it feel like to fly,
Lifting off to reach the sky?
Soaring to a new height.
A bird’s exclusive right.
All alone and way up high,
Nary a cloud in the sky.
Take me along with you please.
What can I do to appease?
I want to fly over the land
To the tune of a marching band.
Over the water, I go.
It would make a great show.
Robert Bateman.
Free as the wind.
Freedom reigns clear and true.
Fly like the wind.
For the red, white, and blue.
Source:soundtrack-for-lovers
Take me far.
Take me long.
Take me wide.
Ride like the wind.
Past borders.
Over hills.
Through valleys.
All the way to the sea.
Nostrils steaming.
Muscles bulging.
Ride like the wind.
Leaves (by Wouter Hogendorp)
Feelings of softest blue.
This is how I see you.
Through a film of ice,
You appear so nice.
A reflection it is
That I can never miss.
As leaves float high,
I peer up at the sky
I still see your face
In every place.
I can feel your hot gaze
Even in this haze.
Please come back to me,
And we can float free.
