Gedichten

Freedom

Imagine that feeling
When you're closing your eyes
You're the eagle whom flies
To a place called paradise

Feel the wind in your face
And the space all around
Feel the joy of your freedom
Nothing left duty bound

Sweet sound of the nature
Full of power and peace
Played by mountains and waters
Sang by flowers and trees

Try to hold on that feeling
Become one with the bird
When you remember your freedom
There's nothing left to concern

Engelse gedicht door: De onbekende dichter

Tweeten