FREE ME AS free are the birds of the wilds, the wanderers of unseen paths. Free me as free are the deluge of rain, and as the storm that shakes its locks and rushes on to its unknown end. Free me as free is the forest fire, as is the thunder that laughs aloud and hurls defiance to darkness.
ONLY A PORTION of my gift is in this world, the rest of it is in my dreams. You, who ever elude my touch, come there in secret silence, hiding your lamp. I shall know you by the thrill in the darkness, by the whisper of the unseen worlds, by the breath of the unknown shore;- I shall know you by the sudden delight of my heart melting into sadness of tears.
