I've got a vision,
That I'd like to share—
A feeling of how happy is happy
And how beauty is fair:
I see me flying high up there,
Then having a rest with no burden to bear,
Sitting on a couch of leaves
Located high among the clouds
Then staring up at the sky
With my seat waving me like a feather on a fly
Slowly slowly
I come back to the earth
Sensing the beauty
Of the fresh air when I
Deeply take a breath.
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A refined poetic imagination, Alkurdi. You may like to read my poem, Love And Lust. Thank you.