I Want To Be Free (Poem)

I Want to Become Free!(Poem) With blackness of heaven I was greeted by this morning I did not get sad at all, I am sure: there is wisdom in that. Rain and slush on the ground, But mist is sparkling in rays of light, Like a huge fire-bird In dissolving shadows. Haze takes off, like bodiless spirit, How happy he is! He is free! From habits and passions, From everyday entanglements! I want to be released! I want to become free! To be able to fly, fly and fly In the mist at the crack of dawn…