Free As A Bird

Swooping down for a bite The little sparrow landed on my wall Picked the tiny crumbs in its beak And flew away, oblivious to my gaze Its soft feathery existence Up into the heights A dot in the vastness Scouring the unknown expanse, Its little wings fluttering against the wind. For a day, let me borrow your life I want to be unthinking and free My feet are exhausted from walking on the earth My ears are tired of the jabbering tongues My soul is dead from the shallow chat Let me borrow your wings I want to feel the lightness of the air Entering my heart without a knock Freeing it from the weight of mankind Letting it taste unhindered flight Because I had been a human too long Let me be free now, free as a bird. Nosheen Irfan © 2015 All Rights Reserved