Cloud, which I want to shift
Layer by layer
To our sky at behest of root
Of our mind
To travel along blue horizon,
With my hands
To live as if it is our shelter
Beyond houses below
As if white mountain there
Takes us above the sky
Stars are nearer
Dreams are close to reality
Getting close to
Sunrays, full dominion
Celestial events drawn close
Into our touch for sure,
Myths do not lure anymore.
