Away

I would love to run free,
Die wild,
Beautifully.

I would love to fly alone
Under a moon like a silver sun:
A nightstone star
Or a songbird, gone far, far away.

To feel the burn of cool night air
In my racing lungs and feet.
To know the fury of the storms
To dance as lightning flashes fire.


To sleep wrapped safe in evening winds,
To wake as night lovingly descends,
To once more gaze upon the stars,
To let go of hope and fear.

I would love to understand
My deepest self, and to see the dream
Of all the rest in their daily lives
As I watch from shadows deep
And keep the silence of my sleep
Apart and peaceful in the place
Where my true nature hides.