Athirst for belongingness
I started off another day
I woke up to the scent of life
Making its way to my yearning lungs
I kissed the sun and the chirping sky
I drank the air, and touched the rye
Time ripped me apart
As I thought to myself:
\"I am youthful and ageless.
I am ancient and evanescent.\"
How am I to know myself
When in me is but a fusion of contrasts
How am I to know myself?
I sacrificed my existence to the day
And Joy erupted from my being
Along with a dash of sadness
For how shall a bird fly
Without the pain of flapping?