Echoes of the Heart

A teenager's wish couldn't be granted, it was unfairly and abruptly silenced by fate when that heart's fervent voice loved to sing; what it sought was joyful days of a perennial spring! The flight over a calm sea and a windy ocean was fearful and long... I felt extreme sadness exploding inside: departing from a lovely town with verdant trees and grassy hills illuminated by the nascent dawn; did I feel any joy entering a city with skyscrapers chocked by smog? In any yearning heart, memory cuts down the distance set by miles when Motherland reminds it of its stars creating a twinkling spectacle... that's when echoing words evoke something too vivid and incredible; and assuming I never grew up, I run and catch those pretty fireflies.