I’m not a man of the past just a man of nature. Put my bare feet in the grass and let my body be my anchor. Feel the wind light the fuse in my soul. My spirit is the opposite of this stressed mold. Listen to my words, help me set your mind free. Detach yourself from all things and ride eternity. For a person is not the belongings they acquire. You are simply you, a soul burning like a ravaging fire.