I wanted to be the sky
For it’s an endless portrait
I wanted to be the Sun
For its radiant energy
I wanted to be the moon
For it’s dissolved mystery
I wanted to be the stars
For they carry our dreams
I wanted to be the wind
For its unseen melody
I wanted to be the ocean
For it has no ending or beginning
I wanted to be the mountains
For they stand tall and strong
I wanted to be the birds
For their freedom
I wanted to be home
For its belongingness
I wanted to be a book
For they tell a story
I wanted to be love
For its kindness.
Ana S.