Some times, a meek bird will drown
while wading in the open sea,
but not because it couldn't fly away.

It will simply, underestimate the power
of its wings, in the midst of a storm.

Capture the flight of feather flow
On lifting swells of waves, high and slow
Soar over an ocean of freckle dancing foam
carried free, over land and sea, as I roam

Under cotton bleached clouds, moisture dry
The sun leads the way, across a lapis blue sky
Soaring on silent, soft feather flight
I glide through the hours, day into night

Watching as the planet turns below me
I can see electric lights spark up brightly
As cities become awake in the darkening gloom
Unaware of my continuing speeding zoom

I am caught up in an orbital ring
Kissing the moon as I pass, my wings sing
Lighting up stars against the universal black
I laugh, as I continue along the Angel track

A lost bird
No flock for protection
Strong you must stay
For the storms that await

A beautiful dove
Oblivious to your reflection
Fearing everything
Without a mate

You’re soul soars
High above the sea
Hiding from the storms
And the reflection you refuse to see

Look inside for where the key lies
To harmony with peace
You’re beauty is masked by pain
You can’t fly away

You fear the winds of the storm
You don’t know why
From the unknown
Your story waits to be told

The winds will take you
Help you soar forever
Find peace in the storm
For the storm lies within

Let it out and begin
A new way to life
Be beautiful and soar
For the storm disappears with light

Knotting my kite
I'd travel across cities
To be with you in twilight
'Cause whenever I'm with you
My worries fade
An echo from far away
Without you

I wake up every night
With the thought of you beside me
But that never is true
I miss you
From daybreak to daybreak
Without you

I love you
Louder than starry skies
And Blurry midnights
I'll always be there
To help you through
The times of endless fights
Without you

Without you
My strings unravel
Untying, untying
Breathing gone tight
Untying, untying
In diming sight
I can't take flight
Without you

I promise I won't be
Without you tonight
Without you tonight

i see you sitting
in a sea of people
somehow
you still appear
alone

let me
approach you
keep you
company
so you don't feel
or appear
so alone

maybe you would
let me
but
i am having trouble
letting myself

So many feet
above white
flair of the peaks

So many feet
close to witness the clouds
from side and above

And how come? Tired eyes?
Where my dear?
Where are those all-holding strings?

Smile, they are, though
to be seen thru hearts
in mirrors, from below

Cause strings is holding
holding is strings
holding just enough

Got so much strength
now only to
make for us

Make sweet and bit salty
meat pancakes
Only if I could

wacky butterfly,
with a whimsical flight plan!
joking with movements.