If I were a bird,
Swaying in the sky,
Feeling the horizon as I travel the world,
Not knowing why.
If I were sand,
East-west-north-south I would go,
Moving with the wind,
Along its flow.
If I were a river,
Moving in an unknown way,
Disclosing the mystry of my route,
At last, into the ocean I went and lay.
If I were fire,
Showing people the right road.
Sharing my sparkle with the others,
Having there future disclose.
I wish I too was too built with my own hidden beauty,with my unheard theories,
just like the above,
But as every other human being,
Born inside a dome I am,
To represent the above
