A Floating Freedom

There are exceptions to all this.
There are ways to break free
From the hold of this world.

A chance to step out into the sky
And live among the clouds.
A floating freedom taken on the wing.

To go only where the winds go.
Then – at night – a chance to fly
Between all the stars and the moon.

See the Earth spread out underneath
Like a carpet covering everything
That once held you tight against the ground.