I Want to Break Free

I want to break free...
to where rolling clouds
do a tap dance
along the edge,
where a restless sky
meets the sleepy sea...

I want to break free...
to where the trees
do the zumba,
as the first winds of morn
brush against
their nimble forms...

I want to break free...
to where the jasmine
quivers and twirls
to waltz with the wind,
holding her tight and close
as he whisks her along.

I want to break free...
to where the starlings gather
in a graceful ballet,
as they glide and stretch
their pointed wings
into the orange sky.

I want to break free...
to where a lonely river
wanders and explodes
into a wild dance,
as she falls into the arms
of a ravishing sea.

I want to break free...
of all the shackles
that bear me down
to this helpless human form.
I want to break free...
to where I can be ME!