Space inviting upwards

And feelings born by the will 

In energy have interlaced 

In breathing, even and free!



But the burst won't come, don't wait for 

The body amorphous? And sounds? 

Streams carrying upwards 

Once hands the wings are now.



You were longing for soaring like eternity 

Higher and higher fly for your life 

Scorn all the principles 

Dictated above



But is there an aim you head for?

You wanted it pure, but is it?

Are you certain in it giving all your strench

To the upwards inviting space?



If sure, then fly and break all the bars 

The call of your heart, it won't disappoint 

And the sky will accept a proud bird 

But the main thing for her is not to fall



But the proud bird doesn't hear the words 

That all that invites is not a good sign 

And the main aim for her is to merge 

With the space to which she aspires.