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sands of time
The sands of time slip through my fingers
As I whirl in the shadows of my far away world;
Sands cushion my toes
As I dance along the shores
Of long forgotten memories.
Is it wrong to envy a butterfly?
Or to want to jump in the middle of a tumbleweed?
Weightless, Tossed about in the wind
Fragile, and piece by piece fade to nothingness
I wait for the next wind to blow along a seed I can ride on.
I hear you now, "That´s not YOÜ!"
Ah, but it is.
Why can´t I keep floating along like a bird with no history
Instead of dragging this anchor and chain around my neck
Of other people´s crimes?
I´m older now and so battle-weary
More poet than rebel
Writer than fighter
i don't want to put down roots, I want to explore some more
Stop collecting, and shred a few hundred pounds
Life is for living, not re-living
Once is enough for me
Light as a feather
I dream of floating forever
Until the day comes, when my soul will float - completely free.