I Have A Desire

I have a desire A burning desire To fly as a bird fly, fly, fly. My feet must be unattached To this ground whereon I am condemned – rather my feet – To touch the ground, always. Even when I sleep Somehow I’m rooted to the ground Whether I will or not. But to be bird Then I have power to transgress What binds me to the ground To break and to let loose At least for one short ride For one brief flight. And then And then I will not care so much What will happen next: At last My supreme wish has been granted I have defied the gods (if so they be) (Excuse to science; excuse to reference frames) That tied me to the ground And won.