Wanting
Published in
Nov 21, 2020
Today I want to be
Just breathing — not thinking
About anything but me.
I want to be listening to birds chirping
Feeling the sun warm up my skin
Watching the azure sky — with moving clouds
And at people walking by.
Today is one such day
Where I want to simply lay
Still like a blade of grass,
Covered in early dawn’s drops of dew.
And flow like a wisp of wind,
Be the shrill cry of the circling hawk
Or simply become a pebble without a mind.
Today I want to morph-
Into the colorful wings of the butterfly
As it happily flutters by.
Take my work-weary soul and
Pour it into that lazy cat
Stretched in the bright sunlight.
And I want to be a magic hat
That can grant these wishes alright.
