I WISH I COULD FLY

Away in the midst of clouds,

Along the freshness of mist,

I wish I could fly.

Being a feather,

Trusting the breeze,

I wish I could fly.

Carrying the colors and ribbons,

Like a kite with broken threads,

I wish I could fly

Escaping from the hotness of fire,

From the funeral burning down,

As a carbon dust,

I wish I could fly,

For the ultimate salvation…

Far away,

Through the darkness of clouds,

I don’t want to precipitate down,

But;

Want to be a spark of light,

In the hallo of those angels

Who cared me through out…

I wish I could fly...