Springtime is opening up in Colorado, with endless weeks of day in the 70's and sunny skies stretching on forever, I've been afforded the luxury of hikes and exploring nature as of late. I've never been much of a nature poet, but life has been inspiring me lately. Freedom Song flowed out of me as I sat next to a sweet trickling stream while hiking the foothills of the Rocky Mountains.
Travel Onward. Ever Westward.
Freedom Song
Subtle stream chatter speaks softly,
cooing whispers,
humming resounding sweet chords.
Pooling.
Jumping
over smooth rocks.
The water doesn't ask where it should go,
It simply flows.
No apology.
No apathy.
No worry of permission granted.
Just singing.
Singing freedom.
Listen and you, too, will hear
the subtle stream cooing freedom song.
Stay Free
-Carrie
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