Journey To Freedom

As golden as the sun that shines in our sky
As fast as the wind that carries us high
As strong as the fire that burns in our land
As swift as the wave that soaks up the sand

He extends his legs and swallows the ground
Behind him he hears a continual pound

They try to catch him, whatever their reason
But fail to do so, on his journey to freedom

His friend, the eagle sails above
No man can break him, in the west that he loves

He gallops through grass
That spreads ever so vast
His heart races him home
A place he calls his own
The trees whisper his name
Spirit's what came