If my soul could sing
anything
it would sing along the river banks
it would serenade the bees
it would careen between the hills
it would waft amongst the trees
If my soul could sing
anything
it would dance with brown dwarves,
gas giants and nebulae
it would shimmer into faery dens
it would whisper there is a way
If my soul could sing
anything
it would embrace the majesty
it would entreat the choir
to sing along and make it strong
to celebrate our precious heart of fire
But it turns out my soul can sing
it sings everything it sees
it laughs, it calls
I’m free, I’m free, I’m free
~AEB








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