It’s a small being that flies high in the sky,
it’s a strong being that crosses the oceans and flies high above the mountains,
it’s an ambitious being who desires,
to touch the brightest object that gives life to everything that comes beneath it.
Its eternal, etheral but has physical aspects too,
its determination leads it to achieve its highest desire to meet the sky,
to feel like a king reigning over the sky,
But its true beauty lies in the plane of being a turee humane,
Its true beauty in its soliditary it has for its love ones,
who stays in the realms of physical restrictions,
Beautiful to be a skylark,
for it always manage to keep in touch with the true pulse of life! ! ! ! ! !
yes, it is your mind...a beautiful skylark...singing sweet in the poem sky...i liked the imagery in this write...well done, Winnie 10
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
hehe much true winne.....real great view can be felt in your lines.....regards sebastine....