To soar into the heavens
    Above the city, above the storm
  Into cool air and
    Shining sun
Where all is quiet, peaceful
       sky above, sky
                below
As minds drift and thoughts
    Wander, carried
On open winds that caress
       The soul
And broaden horizons both
   Inside and Out
Such is freedom, always coming,
      Always going
     With nowhere to
Go, nowhere to
          be
  Ever to wander with
              The mind