CD ( / Newmanlake, Washington)

Riding Free

Riding the thermals
From coast to coast,
Rides like the wind.
Through colored trails of motion,
Like continuous exposure of film,
Like day dreams,
And the secrets of wonder,
Or a bird in flight,
Flying free into the night.
With imagination my power,
Will enlarge and grow,
Inspired by the freedom, and
Captivated by earth's beauty,
My passion for life knows,
The transformation of my mind,
Renewing, growing, throbbing ideas,
Living life, creating wisdom,
True happiness and freedom,
As the spirit creates,
The hour for which I was born,
Prophetic to the end.

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