Tuesday, November 2, 2010

The wind chimes are today very calm
They wait for the breeze
They are bound in their freedom
The wind chimes want to resound

The book rests today very solemn
It waits for the student
It is bound by its freedom
The book wants to be held and read

The football sits today very uneasy 
It waits for the kid
It is bound in its freedom
The football wants to bounce

Why do we think of freedom as all that we want
When we are actually waiting for our purpose
When are bound by the purpose which defines us
We all want to achieve and accomplish something 

And that makes us free