free love

The sun warms my flesh as I walk down the path then hides behind the cloud to offer shade,
A small child dances past me singing quiet praise to her lord.
All of the good afternoon Madames blend into one song of compassion
and the faces of strangers mirror inquisitive glances to what is foreign but welcome.
My feet float above the ground,
I am satisfied with the chapter I have written and will take my memories into the next chapter...
I speak without words and hear without sounds.
My heart feels light and I'll be traveling on.
Free Love is where I'm going.