Like the winds <br />my dreams shall fly <br />Through the fields of agony <br />fly and fly, until they die <br />With freedom shall they live <br />and with dignity standing high <br /> <br />Fly, fly, O dreams of my sorrow <br />in every marrow, on every nest <br />Saviour of my world, O my soul <br />no one accepted you as a guest <br />Be back now and then for a while <br />to this heart and have some rest <br /> <br />O my dreams, yet you have to go <br />from here and there and come fro <br />Fly, without a cage for a custody <br />or a glance of a prison of harmony <br />Go, and find in the sky a bound <br />I, who shall be here, to the ground <br />- <br />http: //www.geocities.com/mat_group/<br /><br />Taher Shemaly<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/fly-4/
