The season

Sometimes you just need space to see
The truth that you have longed for
It opened up a path for me
A path that I adore

Structure and method are hard for me
Although I use them successfully
To do the work I need to do
And discipline often leads me through

But none of those are in my nature
I am creative and spontaneous
I do not like to stick to things
From thing to thing unfolds my wings

I let each minute be a thrill
Let hours take me where they will
Go resting with this song I sing
Curious what each new day will bring

Soon it is time to work again
But this time off was not in vain
It taught me who I really am

I found the freedom of a child
In middle age, and it feels wild
It opens up a path for me

To let the wind just take me with it

This is the season to be free