You're like a bird she said,
I'm what you see, o dear,I said
Perched, high on the tree
Swaying, to the tune of winds
Feeling , absorbing, the vibrations
Your thoughts, the winds speak
I love to soar, on my wings
O, the vast domain of dreams
A plain canvas for me to draw
In the voice the heart speaks
The limitless, endless blue
In awe, in stupor, but freedom
To script, to write, to feel
To err, to correct, to fall, to soar again
A part of the creation, assimilated
A speck, yet fully aware
Existing, with a meaning
For, absorbing, in real, essence of life
I'm a bird , that's singing, O dear,
My nest, imaginative, yet real.
