I want to touch the sky

I want to flap my wings and fly.. to the horizon. I want to look at the earth from eighty feet above it. I want to flap my wings and then let go with the wings spread out - as I cut through the air like a kite.

I want to see the river like a vein on the rough skin of the land. I want to see the green patches of land - the symbol of vibrance and life.

I want to touch the sky.

I don't need wings to fly. I don't need eyes to see all this from the sky. I have a mind which will take me there in no time.

Wings lie on the shoulders and eyes on the skull. I do not know where the mind is in my body. But it certainly is more powerful than any other part of my body...