what am I?

What am i…Iam free like the wind…nay! Iam the wind ,


the waves,the warmth of the morning sun…


The beauty of the moonlight..,


the shine in the lovers eyes ,…in the call of a mate..


Iam the darkness of the deep colours


and the tenderness of the yellows…The iciness of the blue ocean….The soaking green of the sea…


Iam the cry of the baby,…just out of the womb…


Iam the stone rolling down the restless stream…,and iam the fish in the stomach of a whale…


Iam the space in the grains of the sand,iam the feather of a bird…


Iam a thought in the poets heart…


Free me of this body….let me break off its confines..let me not be human .Let me not be woman…


Let me be that bubble that rises and bursts mid air…suddenly…


Or tears that never leave the eyes…


I want to run In the waves and drop with the rain drops…I want to be bound in the roots of a small flower…


I want to be the dots on the butterfly and the veins on the leaves…





The unsung tunes of some broken strings…That I could be…why human do I have to be?