The sky is free
Its essence calls out to me
On a warm sunny day
I gaze in awe at the vast heavenly spectacle above
As my spirit speaks
In marvel over this breathtaking creation
When the wind starts to blow
I already know
It is within the sky
Forever will I soar
A storm approaches over the day
Still I do not delay
In my yearning to be one with the air
I take a deep breath
And in flows life
What a natural high
Body is on the ground
Yet, mind and spirit are in the sky
Onward the wind will blow
When its time to die
My soul shall remain eternal
In the sky
What will that be like?