Feeling the wind

I run,
Feeling the wind
My steps move
over the rushing path

Soaring beyond
binds of identies
of mine and yours
free, of the crushing past

I am the wind
I am the path
I am me
Free at last

Published by Echoes of the soul

I am a dreamer I weave tales in my mind I am connected to you through these words And through this screen across the virtual world

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