Impro 22.1.2012 by Arja Kastinen

I bent my will and crossed the line
no turning back – makes things simple and fine
I love the wind, it’s strong like you
and has the skill to touch the sky too

The brightest colors are invisible and unseen
the most powerful touch the one that’s never been
The cloud and the wind, nothing in between
just carrying a while and then setting it free

I can feel the wind, I am the cloud
all that's been doesn’t make me feel proud
but under my wings the strongest feel
you are still carrying me