I fly
On wings outstretched
To the sky
Feathers blowing upon the clouds
As a child’s breath against a candle
Gente, soft, but with a purpose
To bring me higher
Towards the melting sky
I have borrowed Icarus’ wings
Only I will not fall this time
My wit is stronger
I will reach the bright blue sky
The great expanse will take me in
So high, no one can see me
From below, I am the sky
This is what I wish to be.