Let me be.

In a faraway place that I see in mind's eye,
In startling clarity I hear,
Sounds of laughter and approval -
My own senses crying out in freedom,
I see my life as I want it to be.

My heart shouts in contentment -
tears of ectasy on my cheek,
Open meadow on valley green,
With cottage small perched handsomely,
My spirit dwells there.

I shout, I sing,
the echo loud and crystal,
but here It gives more than was given,
A thousand notes of wailing harmony-
and yet so still as the coldest lake.

What joy I find here, what momentum
lies in this clear wind,
The strings of my guitar resonate in this
completeness, Let me live here
if anywhere, let me be.