There exsists a soaring bird in me
with glistening feathers that fly free like the wind
And a soul with fury and lightning
Like a storm on the evening sea
Like a sunset setting in the eastern sky
It whispers gracefully like a soft feather
within the morning light
It glides through the sunset
Like a cloud creating darkness
leaving no trace of where it's been.
It lives and breathes in my soul
and makes me feel free
when I need to get away.
I wish I could escape the pressures of life
through my inner animal
my one true self.