Saturday 14 September 2013

Fly Away




fly away, 
fly away to this land dear bird,
this land of which is unheard.

where everyone is so different,
that even if you search for a hint.
of something or someone similar to you,
all you find is something new.

where you can't judge anyone,
and you can be judged by none.
each creature dancing to its own tune,
where the ego goes up in fumes...
and you are able to fly endlessly,
not like today, helplessly.

where each is an eagle in their own right,
and of the king of the sky, they have might.
but still fly without a sense of pride,
just simply, enjoying this ride.

fly away, 
fly away to this land dear bird,
this land of which is unheard.