Wanderer

I let myself wander in the sky ,

Around the breeze and the trees high ,

I love being weightless And all alone ,

It feels soooo good to be wind blown ,

The prettiest moment comes when it gets dark ,

And i float in night sky and listen dogs bark ,

Far away in some place I can see some light in dark,

It always relaxes and my soul gets a spark ,

Theres so much remained , yet to be felt ,

And it depresses me that I dont have much time left ,

But I still love hovering in the sky ,

And I wish the same privilege from God , after I die ........