You don’t always have freedom
Except one type of freedom- one, one, one
Which nobody can take away from you, you, you
Whatever situation you are into

Looks Simple? But it’s not so. It’s Art, it’s art, it’s a paradox
For you can’t listen that easily to the heart
Against the incessant noise of the mind:
You've got to get really, really smart!

You’ve got to live through the paradox
Of doing the noise of thoughts, emotions
But doing only the present action
With no trace of any reaction