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.