BY SHIRL A. STEWARD
my soul I feel free,
as light as the breeze that carries me.
Traveling without the limits of mind
I compose magnificent journeys
throughout space and time.
Free without care of worldly affair,
Translucent like clouds flowing in air,
Enlightened through love,
perfectly peaceful in all that I see
below and above,
passing through objects
perceiving the world as if part of the
as if nothing is real, in the planet Earth near,
Beauty abounds and surrounds
as I observe my limitless bounds.
For now I can fly in free flight
wherever I like
throughout sky, land or sea
and into farthest galaxies.
Me, just me, without a feeling of need.
It is all mine to take in my ease.
A bird on a wing could not be as free,
in an instant I am where I wish to be.
Come fly with me.
I'll show you the treasures
I chanced to see.
Shirl A. Steward
Written and copyright 5/1/84.