Wandering wings

I wander around .....in my head
wondering if I will succumb
succumb to those temptations...
succumb to my free spirit
tempting me to break free....
free my thoughts.....like cannons through the wind...

Feelings, thoughts, abuzz in my head....like bee's on a rampage
little thoughts lighting up like glow worms in the dark...glowing with all their might. 
A pixie I want....a Manta I want......a life in mischief...a life so serene.
Sailing though the blue...the sky above...and the water beneath...

I want no roots... clipping my wings....
I want no wind.... that parts me away....
I want to set those fears ablaze.....burn them down to ashes...
I want no stillness...that leaves me alone
I want no chaos... that holds me down.

My spirit....you soar...soar high ....be the eye to the eagle
to look down fearlessly....soar ferociously ... to my endless flight...

In my randomness ...i want no path to define me... my spirit you shall not be reigned in, 
bring those stubborn fears down....and break in ...the reasoning....


Shilpa Reddy Thoudam