18 August 2012
As I gaze upon the sunlit sky, just as the light disappears, I think what it would be like to be a bird, free, no fears,
Birds may fly, just as fish may swim, Life happens, try not to fall in,
When the candle burns out, and the light is gone, When the pavement seems to go on and on,
As the horse runs and the ray glides, The frog jumps and the slug slides,
The bird is above them, he will be able to fly, When the earth is dark, and the pure things lie,
Oh, how I wish I was a bird, flying free, I wish I could run away, and, for a while, not be me.
Skylark • Opuss № I