A Free Bird

I am not sand which will slip from hand, if you try to hold it tight.
I am not even mud which will spoil and make you dirty....
I am not that wind who blows everything,
Nor I am rain which will dringe you completly
And trust me I am not a poet who loves to play with her mgical words...
I am just a Free Bird who loves to explore a lot
And want to fly high and high with all her wings widespread...
But who belives in coming back to her own home...
Which she has nourished....