Winged Fantasy

What would it feel like to fly? To just spread my wings and take off? Soar high above and beyond the misty clouds. Breeze turning into wind, wind turning into lungful gushes of air. Closer to the stars and farther away from insanity. How would it be to literally have a bird’s eye view of things? Look at the bigger picture and realise how small I am in this magnanimous cosmos, how insignificant my constant bickering is in the larger scheme of things. Wish in one look I could absorb the image of the entire universe and be mesmerized for life! That would make me value what I have. Life is beautiful, magical in every single way. I want to awaken my senses and become aware of this power. I want to glide – far and away – taking in every scenic image, every wonder of nature through every pore of my anatomy. To float in air as we sometimes float in water – ah bliss! And then I find my winged companions all flying by, greeting with a nod at the mutual knowledge of the bliss and liberation in flying ! Sigh, how I wish, how I wish I could fly!!!