Have been with me through my living years
When I crawled, I flew a thousand flights
Its now that my mind follows the feet,
when I have learned to walk.
Why do i not fly anymore?
Have the depth of knowledge, come from my minds facts
Where are all those vast serene nights where I spoke my dreams?
Have my dreams met the horizon of reality,
Or is it a tempting mirage?
Why have I ceased to wander into familiar places. In my mind.
Have those places changed with time or am I too far away
Thinking of enigmatic memories and distant thoughts...
Thinking of enigmatic memories and distant thoughts...
Oh how I long for those warm starry nights,
Where I have seen the hearts of many meet mine.
read all your books..
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