Free

Poem I was writing one night. Interpret any way you want to!

I see beautiful everywhere I go

So inviting that I want you to know

That were you are is where I want to be

Give me your hand

I’ll be free.



I see despair all on the streets

Hungry people down at my feet

Can’t you see?

Give me your hand

They’ll be free.



I see you everywhere I go

So deep and loving that I want you to know

That everything you are

Is everything I want to be.

Give me your hand

We’ll be free.



I see myself in everything you do

So please open my eyes to the truth

That everything in me wants to be with you

Give me your hand

And they all will understand.