I have a gypsy soul.
There is nothing that I own,
And I travel knowing this isn’t my home.
I never know what tomorrow will bring,
But that is why my soul will sing.
For in his will, I know I will be
Forever safe, secure, and free.
I walk on roads paved with stone.
And sometimes I walk it all alone.
Over mountains and bitter cold,
It isn’t for the faint of heart to have this gypsy soul.
There’s no time to be complacent,
Or to look for a replacement.
A life of luxury I do not need.
Only the air in my lungs and to breathe.
Equipped I always am to solve.
In stillness all my problems will dissolve.
Ensconced with nature
And with my Creator,
My soul can really feel
Each time when I kneel
His presence in the stars above,
In the wind, the breath of his love.
And as I walk upon this earth
I know I am part of its worth.
In the end, I may be spent,
But I want to know that I went
In the direction of my soul
Which is always my true home,
And had the courage to explore And discover
All the truths I did uncover.
And I will soon travel upon roads
That are paved with gold
And be given wings to be
A spirit That is truly free.