Ready To Fly

Sitting by the river of tranquility,

I see the golden-orb blooms and wins over the darkness of the sky,

Lending a vermilion glow to rich blue in cosmic joy.

Ah, I take a deep breath of sigh

Today, I want to be in solitude with my thoughts, untold and unexplored

Ready to fly, like a Phoebus in his chariot of gold,

Soaring high with gentle breeze free from encompassing fear,

And finally nestling within the warm clouds of my heart!