Someday Soaring Free
how nice it would be
someday soaring free
from this weary, pain-wracked body,
plagued by headaches and heartaches.
I don't want this life to end,
but when it must,
I will go gladly.
I know what it will be like:
the part of me that is really me
will lift itself up and out and away.
and, drifting up from my body,
I will look down on the still form
that I've been shackled to for this life,
feeling such relief, such gladness.
no longer confined,
my mind will be boundless,
my spirit free of pains and worries.
how nice it will be
someday soaring free...
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