I  wish to fly.

Give me wings.

Let me fly,

lifting myself aloft

in the sky.

It longs to fly,

alone, independent

high above,

far beyond,

ascending ………………………….

Let me fly,

to surf  the  winds,

swim in icy-clouds,

to taste the honey-dew drops of

rain water hidden in it.

Let me fly,

to see  the stars,

meteors, comets,

to check my face,

on the mirrory moon's surface.

Give me wings.

Let me fly,

to see the galaxies,

Pluto and Aaron,

to see a panorama of

the milky way,

to see what you see not.

My  heart  yearns.

My breath longs  to fly.

My desire  is  to

drench in the snow of light,

to be free from shackles,

go scot-free from mundane world.

Hear me ! 

Listen to my heart!

Pulse my soul. 

              ----Ramesh Iyengar