freedom

kris said it
buddha said it too
jesus preached it
so did
mohammad
moses
sitting bull
chief seattle
gandi
i say it
your gut says it

about freedom

(two monks were sitting on a stone
next to a flowering bodhi tree
nearby a single man did roam
close enough for the holy men to see
this man carried a tiny cotton sack
slung across his back as light as feathers
walking with the wind at his back
oblivious to time or place or weather
the holy men observed with greatest care
and soon enough one spoke out to the other
how he saw such freedom in the stare
of the traveler unlike any other
his companion disagreed with such
as he thought he carried far too much)

the young man knows
as does the old man
the eagle knows
the shepard knows
the hermit knows
as does
the oak
as
the great wind
the open spaces
know
the infant
the dying
the condemned
the true saints
know
those who
explore love
know

freedom

deep inside
like a song never lost
or forgotton
that thrives
in us
as
we wander
laugh and blunder
as we fret and carry on
freedom is the need
the driving force
to live freely
to fear nothing
to know endings
to embrace beginnings
to die with wonder
adventure
joy
love is that
no thing is that
being is that
no loss
only gain

as i let go
as i let go
as i let go

here then comes

freedom