Her Gypsy Soul

Her gypsy soul

Traveled to remember what we already know

Driving east with desire to be free

Who is she ?

Perhaps you will never know, or, could be, your paths will cross on this journey

Then you will feel the way her soul explodes

As laughter unlocks the mystery

Humble wisdom teaching you what you seek

Here to write a story for a short while

Surrendering to the miles

In her wake, the dust of our fears

On the road to liberation she steers

If you meet her, you will know

If you listen, your hearts will tell you so

Yet do not try to keep her

She must go…

Spontaneous and free

Her gypsy soul

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