My breathing turns to laughter, my eyes glance up.
The freedom in the corners of my soul bursting.
Everything is alive, and I uncontrollably rejoice.
The desire to fly is so strong, it sets my thinking aflame.
Yet I want to lie still and breathe calmly, and enjoy
The newfound liberty my heart has unexpectedly obtained.
There is something in this feeling, there is something
That I cannot place. My mind, why am I so joyous?
Bæ said "Good night, love."