Fly~~

If I can fly,
I would discover my own sky,
I would find my roses and Proses,
I would struggle through all the barriers,
I would fly as low as the surface of the sea,
As high as the cloud.

Not in the cage like this.
A small playground with old tricks,
With same nutrient to feed ...
With non loving caretaker,
With no identity at all!

Although cage is the secure certainty,
Pretending to be my heaven...
Only if I do not have the ability to recognize the sky....
However, .....

From Parokee dairy