You are born free and freedom is not an enemy,
Only you choose to give it away to the rhythm,
of the rivers and the sea.
Love is an enigma from another category,
Honest friendship has no strings attached,
If honesty is satisfactory.
It’s like a stem that lifts water from the roots,
And feeds it to all the branches and their offshoots.
On the top, there’s something, a deep connection,
We are all the result of that dreamer’s affection.