Freedoms Choice

My sole existence,
I live to be free.
And in the distance,
Lies the sea.

With winds in my sails,
Through raging storms.
I tell the tales,
In unknown forms.

I'm a lonely spirit,
In the golden autumn I stand.
Freedom, is it?
An unfreezed land.

With burning passion,
I choose to see.
Without compassion,
I choose to be free.