Freedom Wind - A Poem by Moe

"Well it's not far down to paradise...at least it's not for me..."

he found his freedom in the wind

through no choice of his own

for all his cares had timely thinned

when what was sown had grown

he learned to navigate the air

at study came to steer

with fewer earthen rules to bear

he found there less to fear

his nightly skies fawn holy love

with sunsets placed to dream

the birds by day make way above

through clouds of silky creme

with needs his ship makes way to land

but not for very long

as earthen ways have long since banned

the sailing lovers song

so happily does he set sail

at times with souls in tow

but they return as needs avail

with more now to bestow

such beauty's best by man ignored

most times he sails alone

but he looks out for one's accord

to share the skies he's flown...

~Moses