The flow

Are you bold about what you hold?
Do you believe every thing your told?
Did you cry to the choir heard?
Awen I cast out a rainbow bird!


When you hear that tap of glee,
Don't forget you must marry me.
What keeps you in your prison?
Where lays your heavy heads decision.


I show you the branch of the world so green,
And tell you how the wind does blow so free.
I see you in your minds protective chamber to be,
And you tell me how you cannot see me?


I am your mind, I am thee,
I'm the one who follows you through the tall trees.
When in the forest you might feel so very alone,
Yet how could you possibly know which way to turn?