A DREAM
I'm floating above the ground like a
big black bird
Gaping wings stand for my freedom
A sound breath is soothing my bitterness
The sun, the sun in my eyes is painful
The pain is peacefully transforming to
bliss
The past is fading away with the joy of riding
Below me the Earth's dirty shadow
The arrows will not attain me, nor will fear.
Piotr Przybylski
