New Directions in Life

like a tomb that has words composed

and like my soul that shall never grow old

and like fall leaves that spray down the road

and whenever a wind blows it always shakes

a tree and nobody seems free

as eyes watch and stare and the light

is above my head in a unit that is together

what shall be the final thoughts of this day

and which way will the tide go into this night?

upon the great state of being a new moment

and I'm Free