Friday, May 2, 2008

Turning with my gaze

I who was so contented to be here ,
in the confines of the walls ,
why am raring to go ,
to fly across all the chasms
that divide humanity ?
Perhaps , the wings are right ,
and then
the irresistable call of sky ,
pure azure blue sky ,
turning with my gaze
in Oh so fresh breeze .


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