Regret

Regret…. I flew once in a field full of flowers, a field that was kissed by April showers. I tasted all the jasmines, as they were new, I did bathe on a leaf in a little dew. I was always busy playing till midnight, I woke up, and I was not sure of my sight. I was a bird soaring as high as a hawk. Flying like a wind, with the wind, had a talk. I turned into the wind and then to a cloud, A dark cloud with the sound of thundering loud. I turned into the rain after being cloud, quenching the deserts with silvery shroud. I turned into river, and then to a sea, even as water I was able to see. I turned into a fish, perfectly aware, knowing that my lover was surely out there. Swimming like a fish, my world became cold, I lost my will to live, and soon I got old. I heard a nightingale calling me at night, telling me that being a man would be alright. I turned into a man in search of wisdom, hoping that love and peace would rule the kingdom. A lot of years have passed with my broken heart, I could not find the peace; I needed a new start. I will change back again to look for my love; maybe a lamb or sheep, maybe a white dove. I will look everywhere until it is found. I know it’s there for me if I look around. Until then, I’ll become laughter to a child, or maybe dandelions that grow wild. 2/19/2016 Haloo