To Fly

To fly away to the celestial, To spread my wings in the untroubled skies, To find a home in a serene place, Away from the turbulence gnawing at my mind. To fly to a place where the night doesn't beckon, To spread my wings in a realm bathed in light, A place where I don’t wade through murky waters, A place where I am embraced by the glory of each new day. To fly to Eden, A place where the incorruptible are like sprouting seeds. A place where the fruits of the trees bestow youthfulness and vitality, A place where the soft murmurs of the rivers unveil mysteries— An Eden where darkness is kept at bay for the souls of its inhabitants. To fly to a place where I can sit at the feet of the sages, A place where I can drink from the rivers of wisdom, A place where a hand is always there to hold and guide me. Flying to a realm of perpetual peace and tranquillity is my earnest desire. May 6, 2025.