Belong

     I am timeless, 

Tait Hughes Geijer

       not rhythm bound. 

     I ply my trade, 

       I do astound. 

     I don't belong 

       to any song. 

     I have no time 

       for any rhyme. 

     I fly quite free, 

       so heavenly. 

     I glide along, 

       but not for long. 

     You see me not,

       since time forgot. 

     My path trod well, 

       my words do spell.

     So let me be, 

       and set me free. 

         Enjoy my song, 

           I don't belong...