A free spirit
Soaring high
In the sky
In blue and glowing days
It leads the way
Through the thick and thin
I do not think I know
Who is a free spirit
Even though it falls apart
It always finds a way
Even through ivy’s innermost nook
Some say it’s magical
But it’s life
Sometimes filled with
pain and sorrow
No one knows where it’s heading
Just following the path where life leads
It’s filled with a free soul
Of one, who knows the true meaning of life
It is a journey where not a
single soul knows what can happen
Free spirits are rare
For they follow the direction of the heart
They never give up
They live life to its fulles