Passport

Fly, little bird, fly while you can.
You’ve got the wings, you know the taste of flight.
Majestic wings of yours shall not be chained
Captivity is cruel in a closed tight cage.
On this gloomy black earth, my being is damned,
And all your mind can see are skies – sublime and grand.
The breathtaking heights you can show –
The vastness of flight I could never know.
Curses and troubles trace me, no end,
Wherever you gaze, sunlit horizons extend.
Lush heavenly window is open to you
You fly, dance here and there, you’re not rushing through –
Harness the wind, and tread the pedals of clouds
A passport holds open to you all of the worlds!