Love is a Freedom Song

FREEDOM IS A
SOARING BIRD
RARELY SEEN
BUT OFTEN
HEARD,
WHILE LOVE ITSELF
IS A FREEDOM SONG
SHE FLOATS UPON
THE BREEZE
LIFTING
LILTING
RISING HIGH
AMONGST THE
TALLEST TREES,
SHE OPENS UP
THE COLDEST HEART
WITH WARMTH
FROM UP ABOVE
SHOWING US
THE SIMPLE THINGS
FLYING LIKE A DOVE,
WHEN SUNBEAMS
COME AND
PEOPLE RISE
SHE APPEARS
BEFORE OUR EYES
AND SHINES A
LIGHT
SO STRONG
AND BRIGHT
WE CANNOT
WAIT TO SEE
WHAT LIES BEYOND
THE HUMAN
BONDS
OF SWEET
PURE MYSTERY,
AND SO WE
OPEN UP THE
DOOR
TO OUR HEART
AND SOON RESTORE
A KIND OF LOVE
THAT SPEAKS
IN TRUTH
THE PUREST
INNOCENCE
OF OUR YOUTH,
HIDDEN THERE
FROM DAYS GONE
PAST
WHEN SECRETS
HELD THE
DREAMS
THAT OFTEN CAME
FROM CHILDISH
SCHEMES
AND BROUGHT
US ALL
TO DUTY,

WE KNOW
WE SEE
WE CAN’T DENY
THAT WHICH
FLIES THERE
IN THE SKY,
BEYOND THE
DEEPEST DREAM,
WHERE LOVE
IS BORN
AS THE PERFECT
GIFT
MEANT TO
STAY
COME INTO
PLAY
AND TEACH
US ALL THE
STORIES
LIGHT THE
PATH TO
HAPPINESS
AND JOY
AND SONG
AND GLORY,
SO FOR TODAY
I WILL OPEN
MY EYES
TO THE WILLING
LIGHT
REACHING OUT
FOR ALL THE
CLUES
THE PASSION
RISES
AS YOUR MUSE
AND BRINGS
A GIFT
OF JOY
AND SOURCE
FLYING
HIGH
WITHIN A COURSE
AMONG THE CLOUDS,
TO OPEN UP
THE HUMAN SHROUD,
RISE ABOVE
THE INNOCENCE
THE PAIN
THE COLD
THE INSOLENCE,
THE KEY TO
HEAVEN’S DOOR
AND SHINE
THE SOUL
OF MYSTERY
BRIGHTENING
THE LIGHT
WRITING
HISTORY
WHERE LOVE
IS THE CHANCE
TO SING
AND DANCE,
TO FIRE AND RUN
AND CELEBRATE
LOVE’S DOOR IS OPEN
FOR WE ARE ONE.

©JW WINSLOW 7/1/18

Sliders

THEY COME IN MANY
SHAPES AND
SIZES
OFTEN SEEN
AS SWEET
SURPRISES,
OPENING UP
AND PULLING BACK
ATTACHED TO
A TRAIN
ON THE RAILROAD
TRACK,
MAYBE A PLATE
FULL OF TINY
LUSH BURGERS
OR LASSOS
AND ROPES
FOR THE
BRAWNY
SHEEP HERDERS,
BUT MAINLY
MY VISION
COMES FROM
THE LIGHT
THE OPENING
OF FANCIFUL
DREAMS OF
DELIGHT,
MY FRIEND
TALKS OF
TRAILERS
AND FISHING
AND SAILERS,
ADDING SOME
SPACE TO
THEIR
QUEST
AND EMBRACE,
THEY PUSH
ON THE PANEL
AND OPEN
THE FACE
TO CATCH
THE WILD WIND
AND WIN EVERY
RACE,
I PICTURE
MY MIND
WITH A SWEEPING
CLEAR SLIDE
A WAY TO EMBRACE
WHAT SLEEPS THERE
INSIDE

ENVISIONING
THINGS
THE IMPOSSIBLE
DREAMS
THE FORECAST
IS BLURRY
BUT FLOWING
IN STREAMS
OF THE ARTISTS
DESIRE
TO FUEL
THE FIRE
IMAGINE THE BEST
CONTINUE
THE QUEST,
SO LET NOW
THIS BE
THE SUMMER
OF SLIDERS
OF VISIONS
AND STREAMS
AND PHANTOM
LIGHT RIDERS,
OF BRIGHT
SUNNY MORINGS
AND LOTS OF
SURPRISES
STEP BACK
IN WONDER
AS YOUR STAR
ALSO RISES,
BELIEVING
IS PART
OF A STRONG
HEALTHY HEART,
SO SLIDE
OPEN THE
DOORS
AND WAIT
FOR THE SCORE,
BELIEVE IT WILL
COME
JUST WHEN
YOUR PLUM
OF A DREAM
IS AT HAND,
SO TAKE
A DEEP BREATH
AND THEN
MAKE YOUR
STAND!

C:JW WINSLOW 6/1/18