Flying Bird

 I am a bird flying high and free,

A sleek grey dolphin in a shimmering sea,

A tawny lion with long sharp claws,

And a stealthy crocodile with powerful jaws.

I am the rain falling from the sky,

A bolt of lightning, never shy,

A rumbling earthquake way down deep,

And a crescendo of wind stopping you sleep.

I am a river in a far-off land,

A plethora of pebbles in a bed of sand,

A jagged mountain standing tall,

And an expanse of snow poised to fall.

The call of the wild is in my soul,

A song, a whisper, making me whole,

So I must go as I'm told,

To chase the stars before I'm old.