Give me a sky to fly!
With clouds being a home afloat,
Where can I ponder and sigh,
Travel freely as if on a solitary boat.
Ears o' mine receiving messages heavenly,
The birds translating resonance from the wind,
Shower bliss with utter ecstasy,
Beckon the Creator for being thus kind.
Yearning to tap the horizon afar,
Once I, who knows, may draw closer.
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