Life rushes ahead
Until it breaks
And you’re not a child anymore —
Looking into the grey abyss
Of the usual non-existence
The eyesight darkens
And the wings are lost
Like a wounded bird
You fall down powerlessly
Struggling to overcome your fear
To come out from the dirt into the heavy rain
And rise up to the blue skies
Fearlessly again
With wings or without
When you don’t have a purpose
Everything around is a mystery
And you don’t want to move —
Waiting for the snow to melt
But soon you will melt yourself
Or, crawling through the ice
Through the grip of solitude
Breath deeply again
Fly free
Towards your goal
Fly
Forward
Amid hundreds of tired flocks
Where the cries
Of storks
Lead to an unseen land
Fly above the hell of fires
Through flames, ashes and smoke
And if your wings are burnt
Raise up and just walk
Before you wait on the spot
For your promised paradise
Stick to the thorny path
And choose your destiny —
The time has come!
Break away
From days that are all the same
Fly up
Find what you have long lost
Follow
The songs of the unspoken words
Get outside
In search of your cherished dreams