They taught me rules, no laws as such:
"You own what's yours - it's fair;
If not it isn't yours to touch,
To take, to love, to share."
To those who wish successful lives
They give some simple orders:
"Just know your limits, draw your lines
And keep in mind the borders."
I fully understand their need
For labeling and dividing
All things and sights, and more, indeed,
All ways of human guiding.
The only thing that can be heard,
Not understood is this:
Why do they think, this timeless bird,
This temple of spirit, clay and dirt,
This endless wonder full of worlds,
That strips me of my lines and words,
It isn't mine?
It is.
30.09.2020