for long have these chains bound me;
I miss the glee of spreading my wings,
taking flight and finding the world,
letting the world to find me as I am;
I miss the joy of stepping into waves,
letting its chill warm my old smile;
in these chains, I’ve forgot who I am.
the words, slowly dying, need life,
for long have the wishes been lost.
the time has come to break free,
to world to see who I’m meant to be;
my dreams are but clouds so high,
not yet out of reach, so I’ll now try;
I wish, today, for me – I wish, to soar.
(© 25th July 2015)