On the Wind

Surfing on a wave of wind cool and mild
What bliss was it to be born free and wild
Riding on a current with happy birds
Listening to their songs and cheerful words

Traveling in a world untrammeled and free
Beside a grain of pollen on a bee
In a world where humans look like ants
A single seed spans the earth’s expanse

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