We come from the wild ones
oh, the wild at heart, spirits like stars
they seem unreal
yet, they are beyond real.
My wildly free mother and father
created the most exquisite chemistry
how beautiful, oh, oh, oh, how lovely indeed.
let us pause
let us ask
what kind of amazing brilliance
yields such wondrous results?
I, your mother
I, their love dove child,
born of the raw, honest heat of both of them
thus, becoming a duty, a responsibility, and a scribe to their beautiful dream
a divine legacy, noting
a truth; the truth
infinite love does exist, yes...
and it is free.