You Can Still Be Free

Cool breeze and autmn leaves could be seen and
heard as the day dragged on.
A pair of glowing eyes observe the living;
It spreads it wings, to take to flight
It aims for the burning sun.
It sees the light; it will shine forever.
It keeps moving way up high,
through the autumn sky.
It goes through the mountains and over the sea,
just so it can be free.