Through this open window
I see hope
When pigeons soar high
As if to touch the sky
I see happiness
When the leaves of a tree
Dance under the sun
I see freedom
When feathers sway
In the lap
Of a gentle breeze
I see devotion
When the clouds
Kiss the feet of the sky
I look back inside
And I see myself
With a wish in my heart,
A prayer upon my lips
To transcend into nature
To let my soul find it's roots
Below the loose soils
of this fragile world
Jan 30, 2016
Jan 30, 2016 at 3:38 AM UTC
Through this open window
I see hope
When pigeons soar high
As if to touch the sky
I see happiness
When the leaves of a tree
Dance under the sun
I see freedom
When feathers sway
In the lap
Of a gentle breeze
I see devotion
When the clouds
Kiss the feet of the sky
I look back inside
And I see myself
With a wish in my heart,
A prayer upon my lips
To transcend into nature
To let my soul find it's roots
Below the loose soils
of this fragile world