I want freedom. I want to be free from poverty and debt, free from illness and decrepitude. Don't make me ride in confined spaces. Let me walk along an open road. Let my shoulders feel the sun and the rain. Let me look farther than I can see. Let me be grateful for things I do not lose. Free me from my past, let me not think about it. Don't imprison me and don't chain me to needs and musts. Let the great wide open silence be interrupted only by beautiful songs. Don't frighten me with closed doors I can't open. Don't invite me into small, dark rooms. Don't put me with the crowd. Don't surround me with breakable things. Let me listen to the wind and read the running brooks. Throw me overboard and let me float on ocean waves. Let my stories be confined in books to sit up on the shelves. Let my paintings be confined in frames and hung on the walls. But don't confine me. Let me be free.
And when I die please don't put me in a box. Spread me out in a field and let the wild ones dine on me. Let me feed the eagles.