Outside of me

I feel like I am in free fall

Just awaiting for a call

  Hearing the whispers of my name

 feel welcome.

It is the spring, do you not see?

Music by a virtuosi

  Flying freely in the sun

senses, overrun.

Here, a song into in the wind:

Were are you? I cannot find...

I can see still am blind

left behind.

There's so much outside of me,

If only I could just see!

Breaking my shell of loneliness

To shake a hand, share a caress...