I wished
our little dreams came true
Just like a little bird's dreams to fly turned real
But someone still has to be the Ostrich who has wings yet isn't designed to fly.
Then I accept I was created to run into miracles, not to fly into fury.

I wished
our happiness knew no bounds
Just like a baby laughs and plays and actually knows no bounds
But every baby has to grow and learn to feel unhappy too.
Then I accept I was developed to be laughing even after all the unhappiness and not to stay unnecessarily in pain when there actually was only happiness all around.

I wished
our minds could find tranquility
Just like the green leaves of the trees in the path of our travel swayed in peace
But every tree has its yellow, green and brown days
Then I feel blessed to have in my hands, the ability, to turn the unhappy browns into bright greens and yellows.