can you see the bird fly high?
wonder what it is like,
among the clouds with wings
stretched so wide.
i too want to fly,
no,i am not satisfied,
with imagining flight,
i want to take off and be light.
i want to go through the clouds,
i want to out race the birdy crowds,
i want to watch sun rises and sets,
i want to win all the racing bets.
i wonder how is it,so high,
what will happen if i die?
will i dive inside some deep,
and permanently sleep?
i want to fly high,
i seriously want to fly,
i am stretching my arms,
come on all you winds!
i wait,
one day i will,
nothing is impossible still,
so i wait.
