Free Spirit

A crystalline edge slices through the night’s sky and the moon reflects the sun.

A prisoner escapes and chase ensues, the journey has just begun.

With a flash of white light his soul is carried and arrives upon the rock.

The soul is free, its burden removed, the key to this soul, unlocked.

The soul ascends and heart content the body ceases to be.

He gazes ahead and whispers softly, "So this is what it's like to be free..."