I stand outside with the wind and the breeze


Tossing my hair as











The wind blows and tilts trees,











While the grass waves at me.












If only I could be swept away








By the wind and be allowed to fly









To new and unknown lands faraway,







As if I had wings and nothing stopping me.









If only I could soar with the wind and flee










Like an eagle, wild and untamed,












I would then be free













From the walls surrounding me like a cage.













If only I was as free as the wind,











I would then spread my wings and finally fly.