Those Who Fly

I want to see the world

as those who fly do.

 

They talk of the silky sun

rippling like smooth honey

in a waterfall sky.

They say there’s a bird

whose song is slippery

with warm sugar

and whose wings breath fire.

They whisper about flowers

with delicate petals

dusted with fragrant spices

and leaves

that dance in the exotic winds

with unquestionable grace.

 

But for now,

I see the world

as those who walk do.

 

Reviews

[Uroš D. Stojanov..]

Simply amazing. Keep at the good work!

[Jetta Zippora]

Passionate and stunning write, friend. :)