I walked slowly away,
From the burdens of yesterday,
As light as a bird was I,
Breaking every imagineable tie,
A fresh new start,
As hope beat in my heart,
I freed the four seasons,
Jailed within my confines,
And opened my unblinded eyes,
To view the dust carried,
By the mighty wind,
Towards a morrow refined,
In the order of stanzas in poetry,
As the river will flow very smoothly.