ethereal

i wanted to be ethereal

to not have a body but

to float in the space like a spirit

i wanted to be the soul only

obvious things

caused in me

enormous amounts of pain

anger and disgust

i wanted to be a fairy

fragile and subtle

in sheer summer dress

with weightless wings

flying over green meadows

but i was born an animal

and i

belong to the greatest

kingdom that exist on earth

i was sucking divine energy

from my mother’s body

why do i divide things into

ugly and beatiful while

there is nothing wrong

in being embodied

maybe we as humans

must have been created as

visible beings to just

be seen because

beauty has to be admired

with all senses?