I wish I was free again,
To live as I wished, doing things I love
None, with even a word would torment;
My heart of a child, in this innocent life,
Which like the soap bubbles, swells and bursts!
I wish I was free again,
Wearing the rustic robe of night,
I wish I could hide away…from this selfish world;
Rather than vanishing in the desert storms,
I would become the sand or winds or the oases!
I wish I was free again,
No life, no death, no ignorance, no escape
Just a rhapsodic release from this all,
Still only an enjambment, to the everlasting joy;
The joy of peace, of freedom!
I wish I was free again,
Looking through the window, at the empty street,
Listening to my goldfish, in its bowl breathe,
Following it through to crescendo…
…of its melody of life, so happy and so free!
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