The Wind

I wish to run into the wind

To greet the sky and kiss the rain

Let go my soul, in time begin

To see the light, be free again;

To feel the warmth, and hear no sound

Let go the chains to which I'm bound

And will my feet to part with ground

To journey to a new place found;

And as I melt into the blue

I only wish it could be true

That you could start a life anew

That I could fly to be with you;

And without fear of those who shun

I would rise to meet the sun

And look below and see the ones

Who cannot know the joy I've found;

But, alas, in time all things must end

To earth I must return again

To bear the weight, and play the game

And go back from the place I came