Let the emotions whip like the winds
Through your hair.
Let the tumbling hills, rivers, lakes
Assault your vision.
Let down your guard
So carefully placed.

This world,
Both real and imagined,
A mix of fantasy and realism,
Has no rules.
It is but freedom tangible
Then not.

Like living in a cage,
Except with out the bars.
A span of idealism,
It's all you could ever imagine
And everything you really shouldn't.