Bird Ov words

Walking on the path 
neither flying in the sky
I’m a bird of words
Just soaring with the wind

Let me soar through the wild wind

What Creates me
What Destroys me
I’m da blend of magical ink

Beastly beautiful
That es what I am
Utterly doubtful 
With my Own self
In da journey Ov
being and not being

Elements powerful
In da layer of great galaxy
Fine fire, water
Dust and wicked wind

Let me soar with the wild winds!