You are a wildfire in woods they
Cannot inhabit
But you want to be a simple flame in Candle threads in their rooms.
Why?

You are a personification of infinity
But you want to be a handful of matter that is measurable.
Why?

You want to be like the millions that are around you.
Why?
Have you not seen the billions that want to be like you?

Why do you want to reduce yourself To be a common stone?
Why?
You have failed to see all these gems?

You ache and long for understanding from them.
Why?
But you know that not everything is meant for everyone.

Can grains of domestic sand cognize  
The matters of deserts?  
Can a tornado be tamed in a cup?
So, why?

You are for outside, why trying to fit Inside?  Why?
Haven’t you seen the square being square?  
And the ellipse being just itself?

Descendant from a line of kings!
Be free from the chains of  these common slaveries.
Why do you then fancy their glitters? Why?