Mine
Do you think,
I want a cage?
Even if it was made of gold,
studded with diamonds?
Do you think,
I want shackles?
Even if made of finest silk,
Embroidered with silver threads?
Do you think,
I want fences?
Even if I could see out,
And wonder about it...
How the air feels,
Running though my hair,
Like a fine comb.
How the earth smells,
After the rain,
damp and homely.
How the colors light up,
Bright and shiny,
Just with a touch...
I want my wings,
I love my sky,
Limitless and open,
That's who I want,
The one,
Wind for my wings,
Crown on my proud head,
Earth under my feet,
Hand in my hand,
Courage for my dreams,
Dream of my life,
The one,
To accept me as I am,
The one,
I can call MINE!
