Here’s something that popped into my head last night – thought you’d like to see it.
My heart yearns to fly
To spread snow white wings
and soar towards the horizon
With no concern as to where I might go.
I’ll flip a coin, or throw a dart,
or just climb behind the wheel,
Not really caring where I go
Taking the road less traveled.
Maybe I’ll stay for a week or two
or perhaps just spend the night.
I’ll take some photos and explore awhile
or take some time to write.
Maybe I’ll swim in the oceans
or climb some mountain trail
I can sleep in ancient forests
or chase shadows in the desert night
Anywhere – everywhere
it doesn’t matter where I go
I’ll follow the music I hear in the wind
‘The Song of Freedom’s Road’