Eyes of apathy
Rules of creed
Sounds of reluctance
Nothing could fence me…
Nothing could harness me…
I am free.
As free as birds of wings,
As free as the air that swings.
As free as the music that floats,
As free as the waves on the blue,
And the rising embers across the shores.
The conflict between –
The agreeable and disagreeable
unties the conscious within.
The Phoenix rises from the frame,
I am your Conscience to reclaim.