Fingertips overflow with possibility
I stand poised on the edge of what could be
After helpless months, I can jump and plummet,
Or if I wanted, I could let you pass me by
A brushing breeze against my cheek
Whispering Freedom to me

I close my eyes and inhale, static release
High on the ecstasy of a second thought
The winds answer, stirring eyelashes like reeds
I've known only one feeling better than this
Your fingers running through my hair
Murmuring, moments fled

Let me sit, for now and drink in this ambience
Close my eyes and inhale this sweet breeze