Free
 
 
I feel your breath of warning,
Calling out from the barren sky to me,
You tell of the cold and lonely place,
The storm approaching thee.
It will take you away, you cry,
Take you away from me.
And I have heard your sorrowed sigh,
Touched my soul, deep inside,
As you have touched my life.
I tell you now, forever,
You are always with me.
In the storm, for a moment,
We are, both, completely free,
And no matter the cold and lonely place,
Will I not, always, love thee?
 
 
-by Ahmed Samir