FLY HIGH


Alright , tonight
I decide to be free
Free from defiance and distress
Free from the pain body’s face

Alright - Fly high!
My life is mine
The cage has been open
All the time


Alright take your heart in your hand
And listen how it feels
Form-less, time-less, space-less
It is your destiny to be free

All prison doors are open,
All pain is healed
All misery replaced
with joy, joy, joy


Alright - fly high!
The texture of my wings
Is what I am, what I’ve been
Free and keen

 

Alright , alright
Fly high!
What a bliss what a joy
Just fly fly fly…
To the virigin soil

Verena Bruckner

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