Free as a bird
I
spread out my wings
Skimming the clouds
I
rush by the wind
Left all behind
I
set out in search
Of things unknown
To
know in good time
To breathe in the spray
Of
salt laden waves
I soak in the heat
Of
the sun on the sands
But I stop not to pause
For
fear I get burnt
Or buried beneath
The
warm golden sand
To live as a worm
The
rest of my life
Buried in gold
In
the warm lovely sand
Much rather I would
Rush
into the waves
Swim far as I could
Then
get carried away
Drift on ashore
On
to gold or to rocks
Or drown in the waves
That
rush all around
To live as a bird
With
freedom on wings
To fly and to choose
Above
destiny’s design
To feel in command
Of
atleast one life
The life that belongs
To
this pair of wings.