To Fly Like The Wind

By Alsha K Saji

My body aches to fly like the wind.

The breeze lifts my hair into a dance

And the caged bird in my heart is emancipated,

It desires the forbidden.

The gale urges the green water to dance to its melodies

The meadow grass and the pine tree robins

Joined in the revelries of the wind.

Oh, how my body aches to fly with the wind.

The warm breeze whispers tales of magic that

Sets my heart to mystic lands,

It longs to paint with the colours of the wind.

As the wind caresses the dove-grey sails of the ship

I wish to be as tranquil as the sails,

To dance to the rhythms of the wind.

Oh, how my body aches to fly with the wind.

By Alsha K Saji