My Freedom Freeway

Only One Sound for the Moment of Living and that Sound is "NOW!!!"

Falcons Wing
To lift a voice up to the heavens so that even the birds may sing.

My freedom freeway
I follow your sounds
That lead
To other places unknown
To me

I follow the sounds of the road
And the birds that fly over head
I watch the rail road tracks and wait
For the mid afternoon train
To come and blow its horns
Granting me flight

Over the waters below
I can see the house
I lived in
The place that which
Has kept me

Over the years
I did not know what lay
Over the hills and valleys

The sun always sat
Inviting with her golden hues
Pulling back upon
The dark sheets of night
To cover over for warmth
The receding day

Freedom freeway
Leading to
The new worlds
Unknown and unexplored
Lead me to the place
We all long to discover
The place we wait
In excitement
To greet

A new found land
For pioneers like me
To fly over and see
Where O' might of life
May settle and be

A stranger to eagles no more
A welcomed friend
To the flowing waters of love
Cascading down from
The mountain sides
And a child to the heavens above
Returning with song and good news
To the house
On the hill
By my freedom freeway
My home
That shelters
Pioneers of truth
And keepers of true Love

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  • Summer Banks6/1/2007

    I took me forever to find my way in life. Now that I have I look no longer at the sunset in angst but with thoughtful thanks for the path I traveled to earn the spot I inhabit!

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