Standing on a rock
In the middle of a river
Contimplating life and otherwise
There is no room for me in society
But here I feel a oneness
that is hard to describe
No one can tell me there is no God
Because I can sense him
All around
I can feel his presence in the trees
Standing so still and silent
In the unforgiving river
That sinks its teeth into the Earth
And especially in the wind that sings without words
The sun is getting tired
Soon I will have to return
To a world that despises
The very things that make me
ME
But truly its them
who should be pittied
For they will
Never
Be this
Free