Fly Free

Copyright Don Abdul ©2011



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Eyes cast on the distant horizon

Watching the setting of the sun

Bottle of vintage left uncorked

Two glasses left unfilled

I savor the beauty of the day at an end

With a sour taste in the mouth of my mind

I grieve not, the passing of a loved one

Neither do I regret the loss of time wasted

I would rather you know my intent though

I seek not to cage your beautiful mind

No, captivity isn’t for you

Not today, not ever

You are the delicate butterfly

So beautiful, colorful so desirable

But to truly possess that beauty

One must let go, watch it fly away free

You must be the genius Pigeon

Spread your wings, soar and fly away

Fly free my love

See the world sample its goodness

Even as you carry the beat of my heart in yours

But in the labyrinth of your mind remember always

Home is where the heart truly is

As the dusk inherits the gains of day

Return here; bring back the beat of my heart

Return home and make me whole again