I befriended a little bird
and asked her how it felt to fly
soaring uninhibited at will
across the endless blue sky
Surely it must seem divine
to walk atop the swirling clouds
and ride the winds of fortune
unfettered from fear and doubt?
I wondered if the glittering stars
called out to my friend by name
whilst she flew past the moon
and beyond to worlds unnamed
The little bird waited patiently
for my fantasy to run its flow
knowing why I dreamt of places
where in waking I cannot go