To just go wherever you want
Uninhibited, you just-
To where you want to, your heart wants to-
No rhyme or reason except that
tugging deep down in your gut
urging you forward.
It doesn’t really matter much where or how you get there there.
Just that you-
Something or anything but be idle.
it won’t be easy, or nice, or even make you want to keep doing it.
Whatever it is-
But much like anything else, it will become a burden.
But grow beautiful-
How are you supposed to know what type of wind you will be.
A gentle wind to caress those you care for.
A gale that will blow through and not pay mind
A zephyr that will go where and when it wants
Or just be-
The wayward wind.