I need not the noise, the sound of the howling wind, the sound of a car horn
I need space, room to breathe, no pressure laying on my chest, just breathe
I need the warm sun upon my my face, I need my eyes to see the things hidden
I am alone, a Willow tree shading my head, my book in my hand
My pen, full of ink, energy flowing through my veins, my brain alive
I write alone, just me and my words, the freedom, fresh air, space
In solitude, no one, just me, my thoughts, my words, myself
I have no other voice, shouting No, don’t write that, no control
I can create anything and all, no restrictions, a story create
I listen to my soul, my light my love, my Faith
I follow my path, my destiny, my fate, my light, my choice
Love, light and healing energies too you all
Tm