Freedom is...

Freedom is

Freedom is only

in silence

where space grows.

Still words walk

out of my soul,

the changes of weather,

the awakening mind

When you listen

you can find my breath

and yours will go with it

into the wind of time

Or you will see them

as small letters

on a warpath

dancing in masks

blown out of a fire,

a thirsty man burning.

or you will feel the wings

resting in the heart of storm

where i can sail

without weight

in my solitude