Tuesday, March 8, 2011

I will fly

Might my wings be atrophied from disuse,
Might my arms unaccustomed to this labour,
Still, I will fly.

For years, what I nourished
Nourished me
What I sheltered
Sheltered me
What I fanned to glory
In turn kept my embers glowing

I'm done wondering
Which lasted longer, which finished first
The cycle is complete now
My work is done now

Might my heart be weary of adventure,
Might my mind too attached to the past,
Yet, I will fly.


  1. So beautiful and brave . I am so proud to be your mother

  2. Aap se hee seekha hai mom, to be brave and cheerful no matter what happens. And I have my angels na.