I want to be the sun,
shining high in the sky.
I want to be the rain,
falling down on what’s dry.
I want to be a flower,
beautiful and esteemed.
I want to be the soil,
a foundation for all that’s green.
I want to be an ocean,
so vast and so deep.
I want to be the waves
that sink and then leap.
I want to be the stars,
glowing in the night.
I want to be the moon,
surrounded by their light.
I want to be the wind,
blowing wild and free.
I want to be
anything but me.
Advertisements
Leave a Reply