Sunday 22 July 2012

Flying (A poem)

Am I alone when I dream to fly?
Do ants go to sleep to be fireflies?
Do elephants imagine feathered wings?
Do penguins long to ride on the wind?
When I close my eyes and float on the air
Am I the lonely one up there
Or do the many-legged bugs
All feel the same, and envy doves?
Am I alone when I dream to fly
Or do we all wish to ride the skies
To cast away our earthly binds
And sail, and soar, and dip, and glide?

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